"I'm disappointed in you," Mia said as she closed the door and looked at the woman that was tied to the bed. "I thought you were stronger than this."
Jaclyn turned towards the familiar voice. As she watched the tall, angelic woman walk towards her, she began to cry, "My head hurts and I feel so sick that I want to die. Please, Mia, Just give me one shot. I promise I'll quit after that. You've been through this before, you know how tough it is. I'm not as strong as you, I can't handle it. But now that I know what to expect, it will be easier on my second attempt. Please, I swear this will be the last time."
Mia sat down beside the pitiful woman and shook her head.
