Mona

I reveled in the chaos unfolding before me, a sinister symphony of revenge.

Christopher's face contorted in shock, his body trembling as the poison took hold.

"Shit, where's the antidote?" he demanded, his eyes scanning the room frantically.

He turned to Eva, his voice laced with desperation. "Where is it, Eva?"

Eva's response was chilling – a dismissive middle finger and a cold, "Die."

"Fuck!" he cried, punching his chest as he took heavy gulps of water. "I should have known this was suspicious."

Her gaze shifted to me, her eyes blazing with fury. "Why did you tell him, Mona?" she yelled, panting heavily. "What's your plan, really?"

I...