“How are you feeling now?” I asked helping her up. The curtains were already open, and the morning breeze seemed to lighten my mood a bit. I was so anxious at the breakfast that I was afraid that Ralph or Alexei might suspect me. It wasn’t like I was doing a sin, but it felt like one. I didn’t know where this feeling came but the bottle of pills I hid under the cabinet still flashed before my eyes.

“Better I guess.” Rachel eyed me curiously, her gaze softening when she saw the tray of freshly made pancakes and a glass of orange juice. After a deep sigh, she asked....