Once again, Melanie bolted for the loo and puked.
She didn't get why was her pregnancy experience unlike others? Why was she so agonising? She had the urge to vomit every now and again. The essential aspect was that she had vomited for months and continued to vomit.
Was she seriously going to vomit all the way to the delivery?
She retched again.
"Have you started to feel better?" A man's voice, which she recognised, came to her suddenly.
"No!" Melanie said grumpily.
Ambrose pursed his lips and handed her a cup of warm water. "Rinse your mouth."
Melanie glanced at it but didn't accept it.
She went to the sink and cleaned her mouth with tap water. She preferred not to have Ambrose tend to her needs.
Would she be experiencing such discomfort if Ambrose hadn't made
