As the words escaped my lips, I knew that I had crossed the point of no return. I was supposed to poison that drink, yet in a moment of weakness, I had opted for the aphrodisiac instead. As she held the glass in her hand, her eyes flickered with uncertainty, and I could see the hesitation in her face.
"Come on, drink it," I urged her, trying to sound cheerful despite the heaviness I felt in my chest. The weight of my actions was bearing down on me, and I could feel a tightness in my throat. I had to swallow hard to keep my voice steady.
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