"Is it sweet, Baby?" Silas asked.
Yvaine nodded. "Yeah, very sweet."
"Yvaine!!!" Zachary's voice practically rattled the hospital room walls. He was absolutely livid.
They had spoken right outside the door, and since it was left slightly ajar, every word carried perfectly into the room.
Blinded by rage, Zachary ripped the IV needle out of the back of his hand, threw off the blankets, and leaped out of bed, ready to charge out and beat Silas to a pulp.
Seeing this, Ryan, Spencer, and Nolan rushed forward and grabbed him, holding him back tightly.
"Zachary... don't do something stupid."
"Let me go! I'm going to kill those two!" Zachary thrashed violently, screaming at the top of his lungs.
The harder he fought, the tighter his friends held on.
They didn't dare let go.
"Calm down, man! You're still sick!"
"Get off me! Let me go! I'm going to kill them!" Zachary raged, his eyes entirely bloodshot.
Out in the hallway, Silas turned to Yvaine. "Let's go, Baby."
Yvaine nodded.
And the two of them walked away.
"Don't you dare leave! You just wait, Silas! I'm gonna kill you!" Zachary was still screaming from inside.
But Yvaine and Silas were already gone.
Only then did Ryan and the others finally release him. They looked at him, wanting to say something, but not knowing where to even begin.
Breathing heavily, Zachary glared at them with red eyes. "Who bought those damn apples?"
Spencer swallowed hard. "...I did."
He had bought them from a high-end imported fruit boutique. They were twenty bucks an apple—of course they were going to be sweet.
"Why didn't you lace them with poison and kill them both?!" Zachary snapped.
Spencer was speechless.
"...I bought them for *you* to eat."
If he had poisoned them, Zachary would be the one dead right now.
Zachary was so furious he couldn't even formulate an insult.
He was practically vibrating with rage.
"I'll go get the nurse to re-insert the IV," Mona said quickly.


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