Abby handed Evan a cup of warm water. "Drink this," she said firmly.

Evan obediently took the cup and gulped it down in one go. The fiery sensation in his mouth eased slightly, though it was still overwhelming.

"Abby," he croaked, his voice hoarse, "your sister told me to finish all these peppers. I haven't even eaten half of them yet."

He glanced at the basket of peppers, his stomach turning at the sight. Evan had never eaten anything this spicy in his entire life.

Right now, his throat felt like it was on fire, and his voice was barely audible. He was starting to regret every decision that had led to this moment.

The cold climate in Huyoniville made it more tolerable to eat spicy food daily, but not in the excessive amounts he had consumed. If he were back in Wiltspoon, this level of spiciness would have landed him with a severe case of throat inflammation, gastroenteritis, and a whole day spent confined to the bathroom.

Abby looked at him with a mix of frustration and concern. "You don't need to eat anymore," she said firmly. "I already told my sister, and she agreed."

"Drink this. Once you're

paled at the mention of a hospital. "I... cough, cough...

arm and dragged him toward her car. "Get

Abby got behind the wheel, determined to get him

could wait. She had

through a telescope at the company entrance. She watched as Abby practically hauled Evan into

sent Abby a quick message: Where are you

message: "Sister, I'm taking

really

of the peppers in that basket-barely a tenth, really. But for someone who wasn't used to spicy food, even

not to push the matter further, Adalee

from eating more

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