Chapter 46

Ace’s POV

I sat there, in a room full of drug addicts and people who twirled their fingers in anxiety. All their focus was on me. I guess I was more famous than I thought.

For some fucking reason I kept thinking I was better than them.

But a stubborn and straight-forward voice inside my head told me I was no different, why else would I be here?

At least the chair was comfy. It was a very cushiony sofa modified into the shape of a palm, and I could sit comfortably on my back. A middle aged woman walked in, holding her hair into a neat, tight bun.

“Hello guys!” She mumbled in a friendly tone. Voices groaned to greet her back, as she took a seat facing us.

“I am Dr. Warner, and I'm here to help you all. Will you help me help you?” She wondered, forcing a smile. Everyone else nodded or groaned or forced a smile except for me. I just glared at the ceiling, rubbing my head and listening to everyone try to get into her good books.

“Right? What's your name?” She asked me, but I wasn't p