Sarah’s POV:
I lie on my back, my forehead covered in a sweat and my body shivering. I have a fever and I have been feeling really ill these past few days. It's been a week or so since we left the beach and I haven’t been able to leave my room for most of the time. It doesn’t help that it's so hot here and that the aircon in my bedroom is packed up.
“You still feeling sick?” Milly asks from the door and I nod. I try to lean up on my elbows, but the thick bile rises to my throat and I can’t help the vomit from pouring into the bucket next to my bed. Vomiting, this has been my life as of recently. Milly comes closer and helps to move my hair to the side.
“It's okay, Sarah. Here, have some orange juice.” My sister offers and I take a small sip, loving how she added ice to refresh my emp
