DON'T HIDE

The dining table soon turned rather chaotic as Theo's hacking only worsened by the second, his face turned blue and purple his lips became drained of colors they were as white as snow and everything was a symptom of poisoning.

Damien held his father close while he shouted orders put to the maids to go get the pack doctors.

I could hear just how fast my heart was beating, how the blood fished in my ears and made them ring.

Through it all, Theo’s eyes somehow remained locked onto mine even as they started to glass over with sheer, anguished struggle. An eerie sense of acceptance seemed to emanate from their glassy depths, as if he knew…

No. I shook my head.

Before that unthinkable notion could fully take shape, a series of thunderous booms shook the foundations beneath our feet. Dishes clattered from the table as the heavy wooden chairs skittered across the stone floor, creating more chaos and confusion.

I lost my balance and almost fell face first on the floor.

“What the fuc