Morgan's POV

I rinsed my face and mouth and returned to my room.

I felt exhausted. Like a ton of weights were tied to my legs and dragged me down to the ground. I slumped over the bed, my body trembling from all that had just happened.

Winston. He's acting strange. And it's funny to me because he's the one that I trust. He's always been there for me. He's never pushed me, not once.

But today... touched my neck and sighed. I have no idea what got into him.

He can't have been drugging me. He wouldn't.

There was no way someone like that would have been drugging me....