#Chapter151
SAM
I’ve been in the bathroom a few times, puking my guts out, but it still hurts. My back is dripping with sweat, and I want to puke more. It feels like there’s a ball rolling in my stomach.
Thank God! Abby has a private doctor who takes care of me, and I don’t have to rush to the hospital.
Even my mother is a nurse, I hate hospitals and I never visited her at her work. Just for a dental checkup, something about it that scares the hell out of me.
I curl myself in the comfy king-size bed of one of the guest rooms at King’s mansion.
The doctor gave me something to relieve the cramps in my tummy, and I feel better for a while. He said it was not food poisoning—I might have eaten something that I am allergic to.
I know that I have allergies to mushrooms. There could be in the food we ate, but I didn’t taste anything like it or maybe I was just too famished after hours of shopping with the girls.
