"I would have given you a merciful death," she sneered at me, "but where's the fun in that? I want to revel in your pain and suffering as I take everything away from you." My body trembled and convulsed as the poison coursed through my veins. It felt like my insides were melting, and each breath became more labored than the last. This was how it was going to end - at the hands of the ones I loved. "It cost me a fortune to acquire this poison," Evan gloated as he wrapped his arms around Catrina from behind. "And it can never be traced back to us. We can just tell everyone you died from an illness or something." A sense of bitter irony washed over me as I realized that all those years of love and affection from Evan had been nothing but a lie. How long had he been cheating on me? And Catrina...my supposed best friend...had she really been plotting against me this whole time?