THIS IS A DARK ROMANCE. PLEASE CHECK TRIGGERS BEFORE READING. YOUR MENTAL HEALTH MATTERS. They call it Cyanide. Tiny pink pills shaped like skulls. They taste like candy and feel like forgiveness—until they don’t. The world slows, the colors melt, and everyone starts looking like someone you’d die for. You don’t just take Cyanide. You surrender to it. And once it’s in you, you stop caring what’s real.