Autumn’s POV

The moment I saw the bottle in Dante’s hand, I rushed forward without thinking. I grabbed it from him so fast that it almost slipped out of my grip.

“What are you doing?” I shouted. My voice was shaking with anger. “Do you want to kill yourself? Are you out of your mind?”

He just looked at me quietly, like he didn’t even care. That made me even more mad. What exactly is this lunatic trying to do? Is he trying to kill himself and make me take responsibility for it ...