"Stop it, Zariah, What are you trying to do? Get yourself killed?!" Liam yelled, frustrated with Zariah who just finished her fifth cigarette accompanied with silent tears rolling down her cheek.

"I want to." She sniffled, wiping her tears, taking another cigarette, lighting it up and taking a long inhale from it.

"Can I get morphine?" She asked with a broken voice.

Turning her face to Liam who was shocked to find puffiness blended with redness in her eyes.

"You are not going to involve yourself with any kind of drugs. In fact, give me this box too, you have enough." He scolded, utterly displeased.

Her attempt to kill her...