It was early in the morning when Jemmica quickly climbed off the bed and run to the bathroom. She still manages to move carefully, though, not wanting to disturb the sleeping kind wolf. She was vomiting but she was throwing up only water. She felt like her stomach was being dug up while her back, waist and head also hurt. Jemmica couldn't explain her feelings because it only happened to her now. It was strange as if something was pulling her right inside her.
She washed her face at the faucet a few times and looked at herself in the mirror in the sink. She took a deep breath, wiped her face with a towel, and left the bathroom. Then she went to the kitchen to prepare their breakfast and make hot tea to calm her stomach. After several minutes, her best friend also came out with messy hair a
