CHAPTER 39
MIASaturday morning, I sat on the edge of the bed and clutched my belly, my head in my other hand. Light flowed in through the window, and I moaned quietly in pain, trying not to wake Michael up because it was his day off.
My stomach tightened, and I felt like I was about to puke my guts out. I squeezed my eyes closed, hoping the feeling would pass quickly because I had to go dress shopping today. We had already made an appointment, Serena had taken off work, and I wanted to go.
When I gagged, I hurried to the bathroom, stuck my head into the toilet, and vomited. It was quick, but I felt like s**t the entire time. I flushed it down and cleaned my teeth, hopping into the shower before Serena picked me up in Damien’s car so we could get Mom from St. Barbars.
When I came out, M
