The next morning came and Arissa did not get better as she had expected. Rather, she felt more sick by the morning and was even unable to leave the bed.
Everything left her confused and her taste felt different.
Stretching her legs on the bed, she sat up and struggled to force herself out of it but it was fruitless as she only ended up dropping back on the bed with a soft drop.
"Nick," she called softly when she did not see her husband around. She faced the bathroom entrance and called again, "Nick!"
Still, no reply.
Her hand tugged into her hair and she combed it frustratedly, using her fingers. The feeling from the pit of her stomach rushed in again and she tried to subdue it.
However, in the next second, it got her running towards the bathroom. Bending over the poo sink, she threw up everything that was left on her empty stomach.
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