(Desire POV)
I was feeling really dizzy and everything was making me nauseous. I looked at the bowl of oatmeal and the tub of ice cream I was craving just a few minutes ago, making me throw up now.
“Ahh! My condition is getting worse and worse with each passing day,” I mumbled and put a hand on my flat stomach. It was good that I didn’t start showing up yet but I know, After a week or two my pregnancy will be visible and we can’t hide it anymore after looking at the tray of food that Aunt Paula prepared and sent for me when I refused to go downstairs for breakfast.
I slowly got up and picked up the glass of orange juice and started drinking it. Its tangy taste feels good because due to my constant throwing up, I almost lost my sense of taste and everything tastes bland or sour to me.
