Chapter Seventy-Two

I wake up in the morning feeling nauseous, so much that I race to the bathroom.

I empty my stomach completely. I heave until there's nothing left. I then sit next to the toilet pot and put my head in my hands. I feel sick. My stomach won't stop churning and I have this bitter taste in my mouth. It makes me want to throw up again, so I do. Nothing much comes out.

I flush them splash cold water on my face. I take my time getting ready. I don't apply makeup today. I feel far too sick. I lay down on the bed and try to get some sleep because I got none last night. I was thinking about what happened with Mary, and then with Priscilla.

Seeing her made my blood boil. I was so upset that I stopped thinking for a while. I got out of the car without waiting to be told to. I stared at the car she had just gotten into. I stared at it until it sped away, and I could've sworn that she was staring at me through the tinted windows. Probably smirking.

I stomped upstairs. Gregory tried to stop me bu