Chapter 20 It's Not Love, Jeremy
- Sheila POV
- “Sheila, wait!”
- “No, I’m not a murderer!” I yell at Jeremy, my shrill voice echoing in the empty parking lot of the resort. “I don’t even know how to make honeyed cookies. That was my first time eating one. Jeremy, I ate out of the damned cookies, and I’m fine. If I poisoned the cookies, how am I alive and not dead or in a hospital fighting for my life?”