Erin POV
After my appointments, I always felt groggy. They would give me a ride back to my apartment, and everything would become a blur. I would wake up in my bed, feeling fuzzy and disoriented. Typically, I would have a lingering nausea, making it difficult to eat. This time, however, there was something different. I woke up in a soft bed next to River, who was fast asleep in a chair. His laptop teetered on the edge of his lap. Glancing at the clock in his room, I saw that it read 3 am. Had I really been unconscious for that long?
Silently, I slipped out of his bed, feeling the grip of nausea tightening. I managed to carefully remove his laptop without waking him, placing it on the bed. I made my way to the bathroom just in time, as my stomach churned and I emptied its contents into th
