Hailey's POV The first thing I noticed was the smell.It wasn’t smoke—not exactly. It was sweeter than fire, heavier than air, the kind of scent that didn’t belong anywhere humans were meant to breathe. It crept into my lungs without permission, thick and cloying, curling at the back of my throat like syrup.My vision blurred.The hotel suite tilted, the walls bending inward as if the room itself were folding around me. For half a second, my body refused to understand what was happening. My legs weakened, my pulse stumbled, and a sharp pressure bloomed behind my eyes.Gas.The word barely formed before the world lurched again.Kingsley moved before I could fall.His hand caught my arm, grip iron-hard, anchoring me to him as if gravity itself had betrayed me. His other hand yanked a towel from the rack near the minibar, already moving, already thinking three steps ahead.“Hailey,” he said, voice low, controlled, cut straight through the haze. “Stay with me.”He ran water fast and ho
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