PART FOUR
“I want a soccer team.”
24. A Surprise
Kiara
I was feeling nauseated for about a week, and Ethan was convinced that I had eaten too much cake at his sister’s birthday. But you don’t puke, have migraines and tender breasts if it’s food poisoning. Yes, maybe it is food poisoning. I was throwing up as soon as I woke up and didn’t let Ethan massage my aching breasts with coconut oil which was saying a lot.
But, deep down, I knew it was something else.
“Do you want me to drop you off?”
I snapped back to reality when I heard Ethan’s deep voice when he entered the kitchen. He was wearing a soaking grey t-shirt and sweatpants, a towel around his neck.
I ate my cereal and shook my head. “It’s fine. I need to contact the editor and see that apartment I was talking about.” A few da
