I wasn’t sure how long I lay curled up on the floor as wave after wave of sickness hit me. I’d given up trying to reach the bathroom. All I could do now was ride it out. There was nothing left in my stomach to throw up, but I retched until my throat burned.
“Jesse!” Cool hands brushed away the hair that had fallen onto my face, and I was dimly aware of Lukas’s raised voice. Was he speaking to me or to someone else? Did it even matter? Nothing mattered except this never-ending agony.
Someone picked me up and laid me on a soft surface. There were more voices, male and female, but I couldn’t distinguish any of them. My lips were pried open, and I fought when a bitter liquid dribbled into my mouth. But the hands that held me were too strong, and all I could do was cry as I was forced to swal
