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Sophie's hands shook as she lifted the tiny green bottle.

One swallow held life and death—and not just for her.

For Prentice.

For Alden.

Her eyes focused on the clear, sloshy liquid as she removed the crystal stopper and pressed the bottle to her lips. All she had to do was tip the poison down her throat.

But could she?

Could she give up everything to set things right?

Could she live with the guilt, otherwise?

The choice was hers this time.

No more notes.

No more clues.

She'd followed them to this point, and now it came down to her.

She wasn't the Black Swan's puppet anymore.

She was broken.

All she had left was trust.

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Meredith's hands found found Keefe's who grasped it tightly, squeezing it.

She looked at Keefe who looked back at her with fear in his eyes but he didn't let it reflect in his eyes.

It was a life or death situation. 

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