Elsa
I cried so much, my body shaking with a mix of rage and betrayal. How could Lucas do this to me? How could he put me on drugs without my consent? The realisation hit me harder with each passing second, the truth unravelling like a nightmare I couldn’t wake up from.
The pieces fell into place—why he was so particular about the juice, why he kept reminding me to keep my sugar up. I hadn’t even suspected that he was feeding me drugs. I thought he was just worried about my health, and when I felt better and more energised after drinking the juice, I assumed I was hypoglycemic. It seemed so innocent then.
But now, the reality of his betrayal cut deep. He had been controlling me in the most invasive way, manipulating my body without me even realising it.
"I'm so sorry, Claire," I whi
