Chapter Thirty-Eight

Jasmine’s POV

I heard what she said in front of my door Alex and I could only frown. Sheira got into my room after that and she came to my bed to stay beside me.

“Are you feeling good? You don’t look too good.” She asked me out of concern.

“Yeah, I am,” I said but couldn’t complete my sentence before running to the toilet and throwing up everything that I had eaten since morning.

She was behind me so she held up my hair while I threw up everything. After that, I washed my face and mouth and went back to bed.

“I told you that you don’t look too good.” She said to me.

“It’s just because of the pregnancy. It’s not like I am sick or something. It’s normal.” I said to her and she nodded.

“What do you think of Bertha?” She asked me and I couldn’t answer because I didn’t know.

“I don’t know yet. She is still mysterious to me. She hasn’t shown me anything. She keeps switching like a chameleon.” I told her and she bursted out in laughter.

“That’s such a weird way to describe someone.” She said