ARIANA
The next morning, I was still thinking about that list we made.
I didn’t sleep much. My brain just wouldn’t stop running. Every time I closed my eyes, I kept thinking about the food… the way it smelled off that day, how I started feeling sick after a few bites, and Molly's scared face when she swore she didn’t do it.
I got dressed slowly. My hands were shaky as I tried to pull on my hoodie. I tied my hair into a loose ponytail and walked out of my room. Gabriel was already waiting for me by the stairs.
He waved when he saw me. “Morning,” he said, his voice low like he didn’t want to wake anyone up.
“Morning,” I whispered back, rubbing my eyes.
He looked at me for a second. “You didn’t sleep, did you?”
I shook my head. “Not really. You?”
He gave a small shrug. “Barely.”
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