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49. Sultana’s POV It had been five months now and the belly was getting bigger and bigger. At first, I had a little morning sickness and Marjorie said it would get better because, according to her, it was normal. She made some concoctions for me and sure, it did get better. But a few weeks later, as the baby continued to grow, the symptoms got worse. I couldn’t keep anything down and I threw up anything I ate or drink. I had rushes at night and would sleep all day without eating and such. It was no longer morning sickness but some pregnancy complications that I did not have a name for and neither did Marjorie. The girls and I were all worried and I wished that one of them was in the mansion with me to help me through it. I wasn't able to bring any of them over to stay with me