A low-battery warning popped up on my phone right after I sent the text.Zayden's face darkened at the message I'd sent my father. A second later, he sneered, "Using the same old threat on me again? Grow up, Noelle."He tried to snatch my phone, but I kept it out of his reach. I was already nauseous from the wrenching pain in my chest and the struggle to get enough oxygen to my brain.Going for broke, I swallowed the two ibuprofen pills Zayden gave me, but they didn't help with my altitude sickness. If anything, they made my stomach churn even more.Nausea and retching were natural consequences of altitude sickness, but the ibuprofen made those symptoms worse.At that moment, Erica walked over with my bottle of imported medication in hand. She eyed me piteously. "Noelle, don't be so hard on Zayden. I'm just so physically weak that the smell of gasoline makes me nauseous."Right in front of me, she poured out two pills and slowly swallowed them with water. She deliberately slowed
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