DARIAN

The moment Adira dashes through the door, the world tilts.

Iris collapses.

I lunge forward, catching her just before she hits the floor, her body limp in my arms. Her skin is ice, lips pale and trembling. “Iris,” I choke. “No, no, no, no, look at me.”

Her grandmother looks worried, fretting as she frantically asks, “What happened?”

“She drank it,” I manage. “The water…Adira put something in it.”

“Oh, my goodness,” nana gasps, dropping to her knees beside me.

I look down at Iris. She’s barely breathing. I press my ear to her chest. There’s a heartbeat, but it’s too slow, too weak. My pulse races in panic....