C22 I lost control

IRA

Mia dropped a flower vase before finally leaving me to my devices.

I heaved a deep breath of fresh air as soon as the door closed behind her.

While she gave me a tour of the room, I held my heart in my throat, feeling the weight of the wolfsbane packed under my dress, as I prayed she didn't catch on to it.

Oftentimes, I stood a distance from her