Autumn's POV
The moment the smoke started filling the room, I knew the drug was already working. I had planned everything so well that not even Agatha could see it coming. The air grew thick and heavy, like it was crawling down our throats. I sat still on the bed, waiting patiently. The three of them—Adonis, Dante, and Knox—looked confused. Their eyes were hazy, their breathing uneven.
Adonis rubbed his temple slowly. “What’s going on?”
Knox looked around. “Is something burning?”
Dante stood up, swaying a little, then sat back down. “I feel... weird.”
I gave them a soft smile. “It’s okay. You’ll be fine.”
I slowly stood and walked towards them. They didn’t even stop me. Their eyes were already too glazed to focus. I sat in between them on the wide bed, letting my fingers brush agains
