Quincy slowly opened her eyes, her gaze bleary.

Her vision was fuzzy. She saw a silhouette, but could not make out who it was.

Slowly, her vision cleared and she saw who stood in front of her.

“Jamie? Is that you?”

To her, the person in front of her was the boyfriend she had ten years ago. The person she longed for.

“Yes, it’s me.”

Quentin laughed in joy.

This was the magic of his drug. It confused the mind, so the woman affected would think she was looking at the person she loved and wou