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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.

Today, when I woke up, I felt dizzy and it was as if I wanted to puke, but nothing was coming out of my mouth. Something was on my stomach, I felt like I wanted to puke everything inside it out but I couldn't. I've been lying on the bed for half a day now and I wasn't in the mood to do anything. Even eating seemed to be tiring, my body felt heavy and I couldn't stand a minute standing.

Two Weeks Later – Selene’s POV The nausea hit me before my eyes even opened. I groaned, curling deeper into the sheets, hoping if I stayed still enough, the rolling in my stomach would stop. It didn’t. It hadn’t for days. I’d been waking up with this same awful, queasy feeling—nauseous, tired, weirdly sensitive to smells. Even Liora’s perfume made me gag yesterday, and I usually loved that scent on her.

The nausea hit her just after breakfast. It wasn’t dramatic—not the cinematic, head-in-a-toilet kind—but sharp and sudden, like her stomach had changed its mind about being full. Amara gripped the edge of the bathroom sink and breathed through her mouth, willing the sensation to pass. She hadn’t even reached week five. They had told her symptoms could start early—fatigue, soreness, food aversions. But something about feeling it for the first time made it real in a way the bloodwork and printed schedules hadn’t.

Immediately I lay in my bed, I started feeling nauseous, so I had to rush to the bathroom to throw up. I bent over in the sink and let out all the food I had just finished eating. "Are you okay?" Ralia startled me. I had raised my head after throwing up and heard her voice even before I turned around to look at her. "It must be the change in weather and environment", I explained, ignoring the suspicious look she was giving me.

Chapter 2 Aurora Emily Estrella P.O.V I got up immediately from my bed when my stomach suddenly started to boil and I was really sick. I held my mouth as I ran to the cr of my room. "Aurora?" I'm still throwing up in my bowl, actually I can't vomit because I haven't eaten anything yet, this is probably one of the symptoms they say you'll feel when you're pregnant. I feel really bad right now, You force yourself to throw up even though you haven't really vomited anything yet because I haven't really eaten anything and my stomach is empty.

“Johnny…” I groaned, clutching the edges of the sink as my stomach lurched again. I barely had time to breathe before another wave of nausea hit me. The bitter taste rose to my throat, and I bent over the bathroom sink, throwing up everything I’d eaten the night before. My knees shook, my forehead was damp with cold sweat, and my chest burned. I felt weak, drained, and frustrated all at once. The more I tried to breathe through it, the worse it got.

So eventually I pushed myself off the bed and decided to walk around for a bit, hoping the movement would clear my head. I had barely taken a few steps when a strange feeling suddenly twisted inside my stomach. My brows pulled together immediately. The sensation disappeared almost as quickly as it came, making me think maybe I had simply stood up too fast. But before I could dismiss it completely, the feeling returned again, this time stronger. A sharp wave of nausea rolled through me so suddenly that I stopped where I was and instinctively covered my mouth with my hand… "Oh God..." I muttered quietly. The nausea intensified immediately.

“What’s the matter?” Georgie started feeling nauseous again as she spoke. “Ugh, I don’t know. I feel nauseous all of a sudden.” Soon, Georgie began retching. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom, kneeling in front of the toilet bowl. She retched repeatedly, but nothing came out. Henry followed closely behind, falling to his knees beside her, and gently rubbed her back. “What’s wrong? Did you eat something that wasn’t fresh?” Georgie shook her head as she retched again. “Ugh, no. I didn’t eat anything else apart from what we had during dinner.”

"Good luck with your meeting." He smiled and left, closing the door quietly behind him. I picked up the bread and took a bite, suddenly aware of how hungry I was again. But the moment the food hit my stomach, something felt wrong. Terribly wrong. Nausea rolled through me in waves. I barely had time to grab the chamber pot before I was throwing up everything I'd just eaten. I sat back on my heels, confused and shaking. What was wrong with me? I'd been fine moments ago.