Hannah
I stood frozen in place, the bathroom door still swinging shut behind me. My heart was pounding in my chest as I clutched the little blue pills tightly in my palm, paralyzed by my handmaid’s ominous words.
They’re not what you think they are.
What did she mean by that? These were the same diet pills I had been taking for years… They had only ever done exactly what they were supposed to do, which was to make me lose weight.
Right?
Suddenly, the bedroom door creaked open, ripping me out of my thoughts. I heard the sound of a male voice—Noah’s voice—coming from the other room, followed by approaching footsteps.
“Hannah? Are you in here?”
Panic surged through me as I quickly shoved the pills back into their bottle and tucked it away under the sink, praying No
