Adrian's POV
The Bloodhound becomes Stronger And Casandra Delivers
I tried to grab the bottle by all means but with an unclear eye, it just didn't work.
“Cut it out, Adrian. Cut it out!”
I felt myself falling off the bed, and for some reason I couldn't stop myself from falling. But Casandra helped me to relax and then sleep slowly came to me. So strong that I couldn't find it. I slept so deeply, floating in a dark, empty place until the next day.
And as usual, I woke up before Casandra. A heavy headache hit me as soon as I stood up. I massaged my temples trying to reduce the ache. I remember keeping a painkiller in my bedroom at a particular time. I stood up to go get my drugs.
Oh no, wrong move! The entire room spins so much that I'm forced to take a seat for a while. I sat down,
