Chapter 143 Morning Sickness And Memories

• Theodore’s POV
• I held Violet’s hair back as she retched into the toilet of Marcy’s bathroom. We couldn’t blame the wine since Violet obviously hadn’t had any, nor the food that hadn’t made anyone else sick. No, this was caused by something I couldn’t help but feel a little responsible for.
• I rubbed circles on my wife’s back with my free hand as she flushed the toilet and leaned back into me. Marcy appeared in the open doorway, leaning against the frame.