“I’LL go with you,” Sabrina said.

“No need, I’ve got it,” Bettie responded, letting out a hiccup, and staggered off to the restroom.

Lance, facing away from the bathroom door, was gazing out the window.

The sound of footsteps made him turn. The Light reflecting off his glasses momentarily blinded. “Bettie.”

“Enjoying the aroma here, are we?” Bettie mocked.

She had always been mean.

touch of feeling helpless crossed Lance’s eyes. He moved closer and remarked, “I was waiting

up

grabbed her wrist, seeking clarity. “So, I’m just

seemed that he had heard

wrist free, Bettie

that, she walked off briskly, giving him no chance

steps were unsteady, making

his gaze fixed intently on her

a hallway and confessed, “Lance, I’m really

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