Chapter 47

Emily POV

The air starts to feel stuffy, almost as if the oxygen has been sucked out of it. New York has a habit of being murky this time of the year, but it’s even more so today.

A bout of lightheadedness hits me, and I put it down to having too much wine to drink. But after a day of revelations, it’s probably starting to take its toll on me emotionally.

Thaddeus’s occasional gaze still makes me feel uneasy. I think it’s time for us to leave, and when I’m about to get up to tell Jacob we should go, I’m hit with another spell.

I can’t be sure how I managed to make it to the restroom without falling over. The next thing I remember is sitting in a toilet stall, resting my forehead against the cool sensation of the tiles.

The last time I felt like this was when I was pregnant with Liam. The very thought of it has me giggling to myself. The giggles don’t last for long, though, and I’m overcome with an intense bout of nausea. The urge to throw up becomes so strong that I find myself ho