Chapter 0483

Nina

The moment the nausea hit me, I knew something was off. It wasn't just a twinge of discomfort, either. It was a mad dash to the bathroom to keep myself from making a mess all over the entire house.

When I finally leaned over the toilet, emptying whatever remnants were in my stomach, I felt fragile and weak, like I was hanging on by a thread.

What was this awful stomach bug? And why had it been plaguing me for so long?

*Great timing, Nina," I muttered to myself as I rinsed my mouth and splashed a little cold water on my face. The cold shock momentarily gave me a tiny burst of energy, but as I looked in the mirror, I couldn't deny the pallor of my skin and the unmistakable drowsiness in my eyes.

I looked like I was half-dead.

Suddenly, my phone buzzed from the living room and brought me back to reality. I recognized Enzo's ringtone- our song-and my heart did a little flip.

bathroom and sink down onto the couch where my uneaten takeout food lay in front of me

as though Enzo was right here, looking at me. In an

I could hear the sound of rustling in the background as he was likely rifling around in his

sound of his voice brought me comfort in knowing that he had at least made it safely to the hotel. "I'm glad you made it," I said,

and accidentally bumped me up to first class. The guy was pretty pissed when he found me in his seat. It was a whole

dealing with an angry diva over an airplane seat; Enzo, in all of his levelheaded glory, probably smirked throughout the whole thing. "That's funny," I said, reveling in

more. The guy sitting next to me, halfway into the

"Ew, gross!"

how the city has

something inside me twisted even more, a wrenching feeling that had little

the adventure. So, what's your

insisted on taking me out for dinner, so I'll be heading out again soon," he said. "What about you? Been

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