Harlow awoke, groggy from whatever she had inhaled. She shifted, trying to force her body to stir, but her limbs felt as though weights had been tied to them. She inhaled a sharp breath; it was then she inbreathed Asani's comforting scent. The thought of him had nearly made her troubles seem like a horrible nightmare, but then she began to remember.
I was drugged.
Struggling for clarity, she finally broke free of the toxicity that had rendered her unconscious, but for how long had she slept? Harlow sat up and saw she had been placed in Asani's bed. Yet, he was nowhere to be found. She looked out the window. Judging by the cast of the light, she imagined it was at least past noon. Untangling her legs from the blanket, numbly she felt the wooden floor beneath her bare feet. With a glance
