Melanie’s POV
I twirl the vile in my hand smirking to myself, knowing that this tiny bottle holds the solution to all my problems. It was quite convenient that I was able to get my hands on something so scarce. I mean, who would have thought a simple dark web search would put me in contact with someone as resourceful as Amdis.
To think, by this time tomorrow that stupid b***h will be dead and o will be right there to comfort Archer in his time of need. In a short few hours she will be in such intense pain that she will be happy when it finally comes to an end, thanking whatever God she believes in to finally relieve her of her pain.
I cannot help but smile at that thought, knowing she will likely be praying for death before the night is through. Good. She deserves to die in pa
