“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.

eyes. He moved closer and remarked,

not interested in catching up with you!”

wrist, seeking clarity. “So, I’m

that he had heard

wrist free, Bettie said, “Isn’t

she walked off briskly, giving him

unsteady, making her wobble

his gaze fixed intently on her behind his glasses, lost in

she cornered him in a hallway and confessed,

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