MAY 18, 2019. SATURDAY, 6:45 AM.
Two weeks later, Zoey was woken up by the churning of her stomach, causing her to rush immediately to the bathroom. Matthew Xi who suddenly sat straight upon the fast movements earlier knitted his brows as he glanced at the open bath.
He could hear her puking, as if she was vomiting her internal organs. Hence, Matthew Xi dragged his feet towards the bathroom and saw her almost burying her face into the sink.
"Are you alright?" With his creased brows together, his voice a little hoarse, Matthew Xi rubbed her back gently with eyes full of worry.
"Ah gosh... I feel sick." After a minute, Zoey gargled with water and then wiped her mouth while muttering. Although she felt like she released everything, there was still this uncomfortable feeling that she was not yet done.
