CHAPTER 32
SAM POV
Coming in and out of drugs is like waking up in the morning after drinking too much, but it’s way worse. I can feel my eyes are open and my lips are moving, but I have no control of what I’m saying. I usually don’t have a filter, but this was something else. I hated this. They have been torturing me for days while Eric slept. It seemed like whatever Anastasia and Jurian gave him that first day had been stronger than anything they’ve ever given me. I watched his chest move and just stared at him for hours. He was beautiful with sharp features and a strong jawline. I memorized every curve from his lips to his brows when it looked like he was dreaming. I wish I could trace the crease between his eyes with my fingertips and the little scar next to his eye. I wished so ba
