Aspen,
My body shook with fear. How could I have gotten carried away? I served the damn tea again. Things had happened differently, yet I served the tea. If it weren't for his words, I would have failed. I was still shaken.
I was grateful for my nightmares of the day he was poisoned. If it weren't for those nightmares that fate refused to let me forget, I wouldn't have remembered his exact words.
I looked at the broken mug, and the content spilt on the floor. I began to wonder who made the tea.
"What is wrong?" Aiden asked me, but I couldn't speak because I was still shocked. Tears of fear and relief streamed down my cheeks at the same time. Sage was silent. I knew she was shaken too.
"What did they do to you?" He asked, and I could not respond; instead, I tried to breathe.
He made m
