Angel's POV
I can't shake the urge to throw up, which I've been feeling since this morning. Although It doesn't make me feel weak, but perhaps the smell of the food has made it even worse.
I really don't want to get sick because I dislike medicine more than anything. However, I've been experiencing several symptoms since this morning, which has left me wondering if I'm truly unwell or if it's something else.
"Let's go to the hospital," Venom said, trying to lead me out, but I immediately grabbed his hand.
I hate going to the hospital and getting those awful injections. I can't stand the smell of the place, so I really don't want to go, no matter what's happening to me right now.
I stood up straight, trying to convince Venom that I was okay, but deep down, I knew I wasn't.
"I'm fine
