Adrian’s POVThe sound of her retching is tearing through me like a sharp knife. Sylvia clutched the basin tightly as her body trembled, wave after wave of nausea breaking through her.I stand behind her, one hand gripping her trembling body, with the other rubbing her back gently to calm down her unhealthy trembling."Shhh… It's okay," I murmured, though my voice came out lower than I was used to.I wasn't used to softness, not with anyone, but Sylvia is an exception.When it was over, her body stumbled, but I gripped it tightly. Her eyes fluttered closed, and I wet my hand under the water, wiping her face with it. I brought her a glass of water. She drank in small, shaky sips."Do you want to go to the doctor?" I asked quietly, brushing a strand of damp hair from her face.She didn’t speak, just nodded, and looked at me with tired eyes.I scooped her into my arms. She didn’t protest, just rested her head against my chest. I took her to our room, laying her down carefully on the bed.
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