Esme's POV
I rolled over in the bed feeling my clothes stick to me as I moved. I got up for the third time since I went to bed to relieve my stomach and what wasn't in it. Instead of going to the toilet like I planned too, the cold tiles on my feet made my skin feel colder once I touched it, and it felt amazing.
I got on the bathroom floor and laid down, not really caring if it was filthy. I no longer needed to throw up as I laid here on the cold and cool tiles.
I was bordering on day four without my medication. The pharmacy ran into an issue with my insurance and it wasn't being covered anymore. None of my medication was being covered anymore. I paid it this month so what was the issue?
The pharmacist was very sympathetic but there wasn't anything she could do. It's not like she could
