Chapter 187

When I reached her, I felt like an idiot. Christina's eyes were hollow and wide, possessing none of the mania that Naomi's had. She was just terrified and at the touch of my hand on her shoulder, she fell into my arms, sobbing and repeating, "I'm sorry," over and over.

"I'll see if a paramedic will give her a sedative," Rohan said into my ear.

I gripped his hand. "Tell them she did Sweet Tooth. Let them know she can't have anything that conflicts with it." He nodded and I laced my fingers with his, giving him a quick squeeze. He gave me a sympathetic smile and left.

Smoothing Christina's hair, I absently registered him crossing the room to catch up with the first responders as they sped the gurney out. The gurney that had Naomi strapped to it. Naomi, who just an hour ago had been calling me mean names in the bathroom, who shouldn't be lying there like this, motionless. "It's not your fault."