Feeling Like A Goddess

Riana kept the water running as she tried to throw up quietly. She thought she’d escaped it when she didn’t get sick that morning.

Why call it morning sickness if it hit you any time of the day?

There was a knock on the door followed by a loud, “Signorina Albury, are you fine?” Guliana, her stylist and makeup artist for the night sounded worried.

Before she could respond, she felt something come up. She retched what looked like water and the knock on the door grew to a banging.

“Signorina, I should call the Signore, yes?”

“No!” Riana yelled out. She flushed the toilet and lowered the cover before she sat on it. At least she didn’t feel drained and weak like when she was on the yacht.

She placed her hand over her belly. “Why are you doing this to me? I’m housing you inside me for nine months.”

“Signorina?”

Rian