Chapter 29

Then, the drug took over Angeline. She dropped her phone and pinched her thigh as hard as she could to force herself to stay lucid. Still, the pain was no match for the desire that blazed through her. She clenched her jaw and moaned.

"You still owe me a wish. This is my final one—allow someone to take you home."

Ned's words continued to reverberate in her murky mind. She was drenched in sweat as she held herself. She didn't know whether her physical or emotional discomfort was getting to her, but the tears wouldn't stop coming.

She was burning up. Molten lava was coursing through her veins.

Cold water! Yes, that was what she needed. Before meeting with Ned, she'd asked the hotel to prepare a few buckets of ice for her. She'd also asked them to draw her a cold bath.

This was just like the last time. All she had to do was wait it out. Angeline forced herself to clamber to her feet before stumbling into the bathroom and into the ice-filled tub.

Outside the door, Sean heard the sound