Isabella's pov:
No doubt about it. I had been poisoned.
I drifted in and out of consciousness, the water in the tub getting colder and colder. I think Daisy added some ice, because it got colder the more I got hotter. My throat hurt from screaming so damn much so I couldn't even swallow spit properly.
"My lady!" I heard Daisy's voice as she rushed into the bathroom. "My lady how do you feel now?!"
I raised my head and glanced up at her. She was a blur, her figure moving around so much it was like she was gas and not a solid object. I shook my head, each shake taking two seconds.
I had no idea how I had gotten into the tub.
"I got a drug from my friends, but looks like it wasn't enough. I'll have to get an antidote!"
"No," I managed out weakly. I don't want antidotes. "Don't....go
