Chapter 51 Emma - Damian 23

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• I rolled over with my hands clenched over my tummy, using what little strength I had. A new wave of nausea washed over me, and I closed my eyes to ride it out before it turned into full-fledged puke.
• I took out my phone and looked at the time — it was almost eleven o'clock. I flopped onto my side and let out a frustrated moan, irritated that this dumb nausea was taking up my valuable work hours. I figured the first time I became sick in years would be when the most important job of my life was only a few days away.