*Morgan*

After I feel good enough to stand, Shane and I leave the party, and everyone understands.

“I’m going to make a quick antidote to the poison Reginald gave me,” I tell Shane.

“Yes, I think that’s a good idea.”

He follows me to my potion-making shed and watches as I make a quick mixture.

“I’m so happy that you’re alright,” he says after I drink the potion. Immediately, ...