ABIGEALHEATHER'S GLARE promised me a very bloody murder but her face remained carefully arranged into a confused expression. She laughed. “Abigeal, what are you on about? I don't know I'd be drinking this wine if it was poisoned now, would I?” She took her glance and drank deeply.Blaine sighed. “Abigeal, whatever conspiracy theory you've dreamt up this time, I don't want to hear it. Just give me back my glass so I can go back to sleep, and we'll pretend none of this ever happened.”“This must be pretty embarrassing for you.” She smirked. “Give him back his wine. I know you must be pretty stressed carrying around that chip on your shoulder, so I won't even hold it against you.”Her eyes narrowed even as her smirk got wider. “Drink some of yours as well. It could help you de-stress.”Something about the way she said that made me look at my own glass then back at the smirk.The stupid bitch had poisoned mine as well.She probably thought she'd gotten away with it. But she was in for a
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