EMMA
After the Alpha’s speech, an orchestra started playing.
Everyone around us paired themselves up and began a slow dance on the dance floor while I continued staying glued to my seat, regretting my decision to come here.
Maybe I don’t need to be clear-headed anymore, I thought. The glass containing the white liquid was on the table beside me, so I picked it up and without thinking twice, I downed all the content into my mouth.
Aaarhg!
It tasted strangely bitter, but not as bitter as my life right now. I gulped down the liquid into my throat and a warm feeling spread across my insides.
I wanted another shot
“What are you doing, Emma!” Carla’s voice was louder than usual, probably because of the blaring music. She dragged the cup off my grip.
Too late, my friend, I thought, sne
