Chapter 18

Chapter 18:

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“Cathryn Moore!” Jordyn’s scream cracked, raw with desperation.

Cathryn lifted her foot, her lips curving into something too thin to be a smile. “If you’re that desperate, then strip yourself bare. I’ll kick you, and maybe you can scrape a few drops from the sole of my shoe.”

A ripple ran through the crowded corridor. Nurses looked away; patients leaned forward with scandalous curiosity. If not for the crowd, Jordyn might have actually done it. This might truly be her last chance.

“The potion is already drying,” Cathryn added, tipping her heel to inspect the faint residue clinging to it. “Too late for regrets.”

𝗡𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗻 𝗴𝗮𝗹𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹𝘀.𝗰𝗼𝗺