Book 2- (3) Mila's Morning

MILA POV:

Waking up I felt sick, like always. And I knew why, it wasn’t enough. Being with just Elias, wasn’t enough. But I wanted to be faithful, for us, for him. This is the life I chose and I was going to have to live it. I just laid back, too scared to move. I didn’t want to vomit, not this morning. Wanting to at least have one morning where I didn’t puke my guts out.

Breathing deeply and calmly I just closed my eyes. I knew I had to get up, but I wanted to take it slow very slowly. However, luck wasn’t on my side. I could feel the puke coming up, rushing out the room to the bathroom I knelled over the toilet and puked my guts out. Pulling my hair to the side I held it in a ponytail so that it won’t go in the toilet as I continued to puke. I finished off by dry heaving and coughing until I was done.

I looked down and saw the black color of my vomit splashed around in the toilet. Fuck that wasn’t a good sign, not at all. Not wanting anyone to see, I flushed the toilet and watched t