Eight years before
Erica's POV
"Erica, what is wrong with you?" my mum asked, her voice all laced with concern after watching me run out for the third time to empty my stomach in the restroom. I was losing strength as a result of all the energy used in throwing up.
I had woken up with a terrible headache, nausea, and a bad stomach upset.
"I think, I am having an allergy," I said, to my mum who seem to be inspecting every part of my body with her eyes.
"You will come with me to see the doctor this afternoon," She said.
"Mum, I'm fine, I'm sure it's nothing," I said, spitting out the bad taste that lingered on my tongue into the washing sink.
"Then you have nothing to be scared of, we are going to see the doctor and that's it" She snapped back.
*****
We got to the hosp
