Naomi realized two awful things.
First, she is an i***t. Second, she is a scared i***t.
Unfortunately, those thoughts crossed her mind while she was having the worst day of her life, just because the universe wanted to f**k with her like that.
“Enough of this s**t. We’re going to the doctor now. And don't...don't you dare argue.”
When the sun hit the thin skin covering her eyes, Naomi woke up feeling everything around her spinning. She was parting her eyes halfway when a wave of bile rose from the pits of her stomach up her burning throat. That’s when she realized that she'd be spending the rest of the morning, heck maybe even evening in the toilet bowl, puking her guts out.
She couldn’t decide whether her angry boyfriend standing beside her was helping at all. Sure, he was palmi
