Chapter 91 You'll Be Fine

• Nadia sat beside Theodore’s bed, able to sit comfortably by his side and carry on a quiet, one-sided conversation, holding his hand, kissing his still hot forehead. When exhaustion finally won, she lay down, covered herself, and slept the sleep of the dead, not even bothered by the nurses' periodic overnight check-ups.
• Instead, Nadia awoke to sunlight peaking in through the shuttered blinds and bile rising quickly to her throat. In a flash, she pulled off the sleeping mask, jumped off the small couch, and ran to the bathroom, where she expelled last evening's sandwich and coffee into the toilet.
• "So, this is morning sickness, huh?" she muttered to herself as she hugged the toilet rim.