I had indulged in a few more drinks and devoured some kebabs, savoring their usual flavors. However, as my pregnancy progressed, a wave of nausea suddenly washed over me, and I couldn't control the urge to bend down and retch. My face burned with embarrassment as I found a secluded corner, emptying my stomach of everything I had just consumed.
Tyler, followed me like a protective shadow, but our conversations had been sparse throughout the evening. After finally expelling the contents of my stomach, I noticed a cup of water placed before me. Assuming it was Tyler's considerate gesture, I uttered, "Thank you, Tyler."
