The first ray of sunlight peeks through the window, casting a warm glow upon the room. The awakening of a new day. My soul stirs under the warm and comfy sheets, waking me. My eyes flutter open, a surge of anticipation, tinged with a hint of trepidation, my body is being invaded by a phenomenon called morning sickness. With a weary sigh, I rise from the bed, my steps tentative as I navigate my way to the bathroom. I slam the door shut and lock it behind me as I rush to greet my new friend, I fall on my knees before the toilet. It is as if a tempestuous sea churns within my very being. A whisper in my ear, a siren’s call of discomfort that leaves me longing for a relief.“Lilly-Ann,” Lorenzo calls from the other side of the door. He yanks on the handle, “Open up, Lilly-Ann.” He demands.My ears are ringing and my head is pounding, I can barely move, and now his barking orders like some captain. “Go away,” I mumble between gags, my body starts to tremble as I start to think what can be
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