#Chapter101
Delaney's POV
Two Weeks Later.
I flush the toilet and use a paper towel to rid my lips of the excess throw up.
/"Still feeling bad?/" Hunter asks as she enters the bathroom.
I nod my head, too tired to respond as I am still waking up.
I was peacefully sleeping in Hunter's arms when I suddenly felt bile quickly rising up my throat.
Honestly, I have been feeling really nauseous for a week now but I have been able to push it down enough that I could get through whatever task I was in the middle of doing.
Unfortunately, these last two days it has been at its worst.
I can barely sleep and when I can sleep it's only for three or so hours before I feel the strong urge to vomit and have to rush into the bathroom.
Hunter presses a gentle peck to my sweaty forehead.
/"How long have you been feeling sick?/" She asks, handing me my toothbrush.
I thank her for this before making my way over towards the sink.
