Soraya's POV
As I reached for the spoon, Darius caught my wrist gently.
"Hmm, hmm," he teased. "Medicine first, then food."
I let out a dramatic sigh but didn't argue. My stomach growled in protest, reminding me that I really needed to eat. And so, I picked up the bottle from the nightstand, held my nose, and gulped it down in one go. The moment the bitter liquid hit my tongue, I regretted every life decision that led to this. My face scrunched up as I forced it down, trying not to gag.
The second I dropped the bottle, I gasped, "Rice, rice, rice, rice, rice!"
Darius burst out laughing, shaking his head as he scooped up some rice and sauce onto a spoon.
"Here," he said, bringing it closer.
I leaned forward quickly and took a bite. The warmth and flavor hit my tongue,
