Mina
I swallowed hard, feeling my face heat up as I remembered my own words. Blood for dinner…
She must’ve overheard my entire rubbish talk. The laughter around us grew louder, and I caught the smug smirk on her face, a look that made it clear she was enjoying this little show.
Stacy groaned, rubbing her forehead as if she could hide her face, while Tito just shook his head, muttering, “Great, just great.”
“Quite the planners, aren’t you?” Constance teased, stepping forward with a sly smile. “I do hope your escape plan was more foolproof than your… discretion.”
“Point taken,” Tito grumbled, glaring at the floor.
The doctor’s face remained impassive, though his eyes seemed to twinkle with something close to amusement as he watched us squirm. “Let me remind you,” he said in that same c
