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That morning, as usual, Laurel helped bathe Alin's baby. It had been one week since she had stayed at Alin's house. Her best friend forbade her to leave first and she accepted the offer, considering her condition was not getting better.

She always felt nauseous and wanted to throw up all the time. Her head sometimes felt dizzy and her condition had not even improved during the week she lived with Alin.

The baby had been bathed and Alin gave him breast milk, while Laurel rearranged the baby's toiletries. As she bent down to put the towel into the laundry basket, a sudden pain shot through her lower abdomen. The excruciating pain made her groan as she clung to the towel rack beside her.

“Laurel?”

“It really hurts!” Laurel held her stomach that felt like it was being squeezed. The pain is excruciating.

Alin placed her full and sleeping baby in the cradle, and then stepped closer to Laurel. “Come on, Laurel, maybe you're too tense and tired. Lie d