EMELYTo be honest, ever since my head slammed into the car window earlier, it hadn’t stopped throbbing.It wasn’t a sharp, stabbing pain. It was more like a heavy pressure hanging inside my skull, as if something were slowly pressing inward. Every time the car hit an uneven patch of road, the world around me shuddered slightly, just enough to make my stomach churn.I leaned my head against the glass, hoping the cool surface would help. It didn’t. Instead, the nausea crept up more insistently, slipping in without permission.Breathe, Emely. Slowly, I told myself.I closed my eyes and counted my breaths, the way I always did when my body refused to cooperate. One. Two. Three.It failed.The smell of the car, Lorian’s cheerful voice talking nonstop in the front seat, Anna’s light laughter, all of it blended into a low hum that made my head feel even heavier.I pressed my fingertips to my forehead. The swelling was obvious now. Every touch sent a small pulse of pain through me, sharp eno
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