When my heart stopped beating in my ears, I looked around the dim room to see wall-to-wall shelves lined with glittering pink bottles. Familiar-looking glittering pink bottles. I moved closer and picked one off the shelf. “Oh, you gotta be fucking kidding me.” Harmony shuffled closer to inspect the pink brew. “What is it?” Anger burned in my gut, but I kept my temper in check to avoid screeching out my rage. “These are the ass-hats that were making love potions,” I whispered. “Wow, these idiots really can’t get women on their own,” Alexis mused. “Is this whole cult just a cop-out for men who
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