"..." Nancy lifted her head, her voice shaky, "My stomach hurts a bit."
Liam Yancey frowned, not saying a word. He briskly lifted her in his arms and headed towards the ship's cabin.
The three maids hurriedly followed, and the doctors quickly shed their life jackets to attend to her as well.
Liam Yancey, his care for his sister...it was really something to be envious of!
Tara Summer sat quietly at the dining table, her eyes following Liam Yancey's tall, straight figure until it disappeared from sight.
She pushed her coffee cup away, leaned onto the table, her eyes unintentionally landing on the wine glass in front of her. The dark redness of the liquid was piercing.
She still felt discomfort in her stomach, perhaps because she was reminded of George. That also made her chest feel heavy, the feeling of nausea slowly stirring...
The deck was soon empty. With Nancy feeling unwell, everyone rushed anxiously to the cabin to take care of her.
