“Oh, I didn’t eat them. I gave them to Laura and the children. You know how much Charles loves chocolate.”
Thomas went completely silent.
At first, I thought the call had disconnected, but then I heard his breathing becoming heavier on the other end. When he finally spoke, his voice erupted with such panic that I nearly dropped the phone.
“YOU DID WHAT?”
I repeated myself, now confused, but Thomas immediately demanded to know whether I had eaten any chocolates and whether Laura or the children had already tried them. His questions came so rapidly that my confusion began turning into fear.
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