Chapter 19 Buns In The Oven
- Blaire
- I rushed back to the toilet despite just existing, hunching over the toilet seat to pour my sour guts into the white pit.
- As I knelt before the toilet seat, the acrid taste of bile stung the back of my throat. The bathroom tiles, once a soothing shade of blue, now seemed like a never-ending sea of cool relief against my feverish skin.