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Today’s Writing Prompt: Love Potion

For today’s writing prompt, imagine you discover that the person you’ve been having an intimate relationship with for over one year gave you a love potion without your knowledge. How do you find out? What do you do next?

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My Completed Version of Today’s Writing Prompt

Love Potion by K.E. Creighton

I went into his study expecting to find some glue for my craft project, not dozens of empty vials in the bottom desk drawer. They weren’t even hidden that well, which is the weirdest part. When I opened the bottom drawer, they were just there, as if he was proudly collecting them, like they were his tiny trophies.

I had a friend who worked in a lab. She told me what had been in the vials a few days later. And I couldn’t believe it at first. According to the results, the vials were full of some sort of makshift concoction she had never seen before that was likely designed to increase dompamine and seratonin levels or something like that– made to essentially kickstart a “happy haze,” she called it, and the libido. Not too dangerous, though, if taken in small to moderate doses.

Why would he have that? And how did he make it? Or did someone make it for him? I’m not so sure I care. At least, not anymore.

Anyway, the morning after I learned about the test results, he brought me a fresh cup of tea, like he had done every morning for the past nine months, since I moved into his place. It was shortly after drinking it that I realized he was giving me whatever was in those vials in the tea. I felt much more… euphoric, after just a few sips of it. I never even drank tea before I met him. I mean, not regularly. But his tea was always so good.

I left the next day without saying a word. I was gone before he was expected back home from the office. It was a Tuesday. Three days ago now. I’ve felt heavier, lower, more despondent since. And I’m not sure. I might go back tomorrow. Really, is it so bad he wanted me to be happier and lighter? Yeah, I know what you’re thinking… but I would give nearly anything to feel like that again. Plus, don’t they say freedom is just an illusion anyway?

[All Rights Reserved by K.E. Creighton and Creighton’s Compositions LLC. The above work is a piece of fiction. All names and locations referred to are the product of the author’s imagination and are used entirely for fictional purposes. Any similarities to real-life persons or places are purely coincidental.]

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