chapter 33
The cinema was unusually quiet. The kind of silence that wrapped itself around the room, broken only by the low hum of the speakers and the soft glow of the screen. Everyone was focused—everyone except Luke. At first, it was just a strange feeling. A tightness in his chest. A heat crawling beneath his skin. Luke shifted in his seat. Then the nausea hit him hard. He stood up suddenly, his movements sharp and rushed. June didn’t notice—her eyes were locked on the screen, completely absorbed in the movie. Luke didn’t say a word. He just slipped past the row and hurried out. The restroom lights felt too bright. He barely made it to the stall before he threw up. His body shook as he leaned over, gripping the edge, his breathing uneven. When it was over, he flushed the toilet and stood th
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