Saraphina's POV:-
It was still dark outside when I jumped out of my bed and rushed to the bathroom.... I somehow manage to pull up the toilet seat as I emptied my stomach... I groan inwardly as I feel someone pull my hair into a ponytail while gently rubbing my back.... This wasn't fair . That poor fellow has to go through hell everyday because of my mood swings.....no matter what anyone does he has to take the burnt if I am pissed.. which I am most of the time.
It's just four months.... I have lost weight. Nothing stays down and I can't tolerate the smell of food , most flowers , perfume , washed clothes....well I think everything. I am horny all the time which he loved initially but now I think he is a little bit scared of alone time with me given the amount of time I demand hi
