Nausea

NADIA’S POV

Two weeks here had been nothing short of joy. I was loving and living my dream life all thanks to my husband.

Getting enrolled was very easy because Will was supportive. To crown it all, I was able to convince him to allow me to keep a guard who would stay around and not follow me everywhere , making me feel awkward.

A smile curled on my lips at the thought of my loving husband.

“Hey, Nadia.” Derek called out to me as he walked into the class, with his right hand in his pocket.

“Hi, Derek. Didn’t expect to see you so early.” I said, with a smile, as I turned to him when he sat beside me.

Derek was a friend I met two days after I got admitted. He was a nice guy and beyond that, I loved his artistic prowess. I liked the fact that he respected me and acted mature.

“Yeah, I guess I can say the same thing about you.” He chuckled lightly, and ran his fingers through his dark curls.

“Look. I drew the Eiffel Tower, but there’s something weird about it.” I uttered, hoping he could