Chapter one hundred and forty eight

Emily’s POV

“So we have to wait for them to come to us?” Carolyn asked as we sat eating.

More like they were eating. I couldn't find the strength in me to lift up a spoon, the fight earlier had weighed me down and everything felt so heavy I could barely move. Even though I had managed to get off the bed after I'd vomited my guts out, the dizziness had made it difficult to see where to place my feet and I still couldn't sit upright right now, much less stand up or even walk.

But no one knew I had vomited when we got back, I didn't want to attract any attention to myself that way. Not with what was going on at the moment. At least not yet. So the vomiting had seemed to be a good excuse. Hopefully, no one would be too concerned by it because I really didn't want anyone to be worried about me or try to help me right now.

“Yes,” Luke answered. “I heard the attack is taking its toll on them and they don't even know who their enemies are” “Oh,” Carolyn said, looking away from her lunch. Sh