Leo sat back, the cigarette burning low between his fingers, watching the ember glow, feeling the strange, quiet peace of the poison settling in his veins.
Nina Marta was beaming. A real, crinkly-eyed, full-toothed smile. “There she is,” she said softly. “You see? You did not smoke a cigarette. You shared a breath. And a breath, my dear, is the only thing any of us truly owns.” nina marta teaching a beginner how to inhale smoking
"Open your lips slightly. Do NOT blow out. Instead, take a normal breath through your mouth, right through the smoke. Let the fresh air chase the smoke down." Leo sat back, the cigarette burning low between