Chapter 52 Red-faced And Embarrassed

• Jade
• The glass felt cold in my hand as I stared at the small, unassuming pill resting on my palm. It was ridiculous, really—how something so tiny could carry the weight of my hope, my fear, my desperation. I closed my eyes, whispered a silent prayer, and swallowed it down with a long gulp of water.
• The clink of the glass hitting the counter was louder than I intended, and I froze, heart racing as I heard the soft creak of footsteps behind me.