Sleeping Face

The wedding went by without a hitch.

Even the reception ran smoothly.

All eyes were on Chantal and Henry.

The newlyweds went around the room, giving toast to every table and taking pictures with them.

The guests were enjoying the activities, signing the book with well-wishes, dining, conversing with old and new friends, and participating in the games.

It was towards the end of the program when Chantal was suddenly feeling queasy, taking the attention of everyone in the event.

Beatrice and Leah, who were always at her side, passed her the bucket right away, to which Chantal dumped all the food she ate. "Belchhhh"

"Ahhh"

"What happened to her?"

"Is she okay?"

"Is it something she ate?"

They eyed their plate with fear.