Chapter 234

• MILLICENT
• Zayne and I ended up sitting on the cold marble counter like two kids who snuck out past bedtime, our mugs steaming between us. He swung one leg slowly, tapping the cabinet with his heel, pretending not to watch me even though he so obviously was. I took a long sip, the ginger was burning its way down my throat, and he mirrored me like it was some silent rhythm we’d accidentally fallen into.
• After a while the quiet got too heavy for my brain, so I blurted, “If you knew she was going to drug you anyway… why don’t you just take the pills normally?”