Chapter 78

I vaguely saw Darius rush to my side. When he saw the empty bottle, he let out a curse and went on his knees in front of me. He lifted me so I was cradled in his arms and slapped my cheek so I would face him. “How many?” he asked but I stayed quiet. “Goddamit, Leindra, how many of the fucking pills did you take?” “Twenty,’ my voice came out garbled but somehow, he heard me. Without warning, he shoved two of his fingers into my throat. I tried to thrash against his hold but he was not having it. He shoved his fingers as deep as they would go and until I was throwing up. To my shock, he searched through the vomit and counted the pills. He repeated the process until he had twenty puke-coated pills. Once he counted twenty, he let out a sigh of relief and pulled me into his chest. He pressed his face into my hair and I felt him try to speak a few times but it was like he had lost all possible words. His clean hand affectionately stroked my back and he repeatedly pressed small kisses to