“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.

crossed Lance’s eyes. He moved closer and remarked, “I was waiting for

up

wrist, seeking clarity.

seemed that he

wrist free, Bettie said, “Isn’t that

off briskly, giving him no

unsteady, making

still, his gaze fixed intently on

when she cornered him in a hallway and confessed, “Lance, I’m really

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