The night's quiet, the hospital bathed in moonlight, stars scattered across the sky.
I'm dozing by Dad's bedside when a hand clamps around my throat, yanking me awake with a jolt of pain.
I'm slammed against the wall, gasping, my face flushed red. It's Veronica, her eyes blazing like she's ready to tear me apart.
"Disappointed your little plan fell through, huh?" she snarls.
"Couldn't wait to crawl into my bed, could you? You really think seducing me will make me let you off?"
I choke, barely able to breathe.
"What are you talking about? I don't get it."
"Don't play dumb," she snaps.
"You know exactly what you slipped into my drink!"
Last night, after she drank the sobering tea I brought her, Veronica started burning up.
Sure enough, on the drive back with Preston, she lost contr
