136. MORNING SICKNESS

Lena rolled slightly on the bed, tossing from her side of the bed to the part Darian occupied. She wasn't certain if it was because she ate late the previous night or the food didn't suit her taste since she'd been craving different things.

She didn't get her cravings because Darian was unavailable and Tina was off work, she had to make do with whatever that was available in the house.

She clutched her tummy with her hands, a nauseous feeling cramming her insides. She wanted to throw up so badly, and it was still very early in the morning.

She tapped Darian's shoulder but he didn't budge.

"Darian," she tried to hold in the feeling but the urge to throw up got stronger. She tapped Darian again and when he didn't wake up, she jumped out of bed and hurried to the bathroom.

Emptying her bowel, she groaned out in pain.

She wondered what was wrong with her, she wasn't feeling feverish but nausea and the urge to constantly throw up was at its peak.

After she vomited what was in her tummy,