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His gaze flickered down to my stomach, his brows furrowing slightly. “How bad is it?” he asked, his voice lower now. I hesitated before pressing a hand against my abdomen, feeling the discomfort intensify. “It’s been getting worse,” I admitted. “I don’t know if it’s stress or something else, but… it’s not normal.”

I’m home. No. Not home. I’m back in the Merrick pack. Even though I’m in no hurry to move, the jute rug is making me itch like crazy, so I roll onto my back to scratch at my belly. Only, the second I do, any need to scratch takes a backseat to someone hammering at my temples, but more urgently, my stomach roiling in a way that can only mean one thing. I’m going to be sick. I don’t move, hoping if I lie still long enough, the need will go away, and my stomach will settle. Please don’t be sick, please don’t be sick, please—

I mutter I hold my stomach. "What ! "Harper gets up from the couch with a look of alertness on her face. "Are you okay ? "she asks me with concern laced on her face. "Of course I'm fine , "I wave off my hand and smile. No I'm not fine. Lately I have been feeling way worse than my usual time of the month. I always feel so tired and hungry and now feel like I want to throw up. " I feel like -"before I can finish my sentence . I run upstairs and go straight to the bathroom. I spill all my contents into the toilet as I kneel down . After a few minutes if silence.

I swallow hard, still clutching to the parcel, scared that it might get jerked out of my arms…. I stand at a corner of the room and everyone moves in with ease and starts conversations amongst themselves but I do not know any of them and I doubt they have ever seen me as well. I feel odd so I scroll through my phone, my gaze falling at the screen with my fingers tapping aggressively even when I know there's nothing I'm actually doing worse than distracting myself. I feel my belly churn a little. Maybe I've gotten constipation or it's probably my period coming through already. I don't know if it is a bad thing or a good one.

However, nothing came out of her and the nauseous feeling did not disappear at all. Silvia had always had a healthy gut and she would not suffer from any indigestion or whatsoever no matter what she ate. It was her very first time experiencing it, so she was rather depressed.

I felt like a walking target. A sudden wave of nausea hit me so intense it made my vision blur and I stumbled, pressing a hand against a cold brick wall to steady myself while my stomach did a violent flip. I hadn't been feeling well for days.. I was constantly exhausted, my breasts ached and my stomach felt like it was tied in permanent knots.

It feels like a punch on the gut. Nothing makes sense anymore—his existence also. The world turns around him, weakening him and making him dizzy. The sweet croissant he ate earlier turns sour, and he almost throws it up. Eden stops walking and closes his eyes as he takes a deep breath. The stress causes him stomach pain, and it's killing him. He has nausea, but he can't release it as it's stuck inside, and it takes over his body.

"I... I'm sorry Da D,wei" What else could I say. I started feeling strange in my stomach. I felt a little discomfort and I hardly heard his next question. I touched my stomach subconsciously and the feelings got worse. I began to perspire. I was looking a little pale and he kept on observing me. "What other symptoms have you noticed? Are you perhaps feeling dizzy, weak or nauseat…" Before he could finish, I ran straight to the toilet.I raised the toilet cover up and puked. That morning, I only had a bite of egg sandwich as I could not put anything in my stomach.

in my direction. I nodded back, genuinely happy for them both. But as I turned away, a familiar discomfort bloomed in my stomach. It started as a dull ache, quickly escalating into a churning sensation that made me grip the edges of my seat. I swallowed hard, willing the nausea to subside. This wasn't the first time. For the past two weeks, these waves had become constant. I'd wake up feeling fine, only to be replaced by sudden nausea that left me dizzy and weak-kneed.

"Have you been feeling exhausted? Nauseous? Are there certain smells you suddenly can't stand?" Her expression changed in an instant.