Carmela was sleeping silently on her bed when her eye went open abruptly. Something was wrong, with her stomach. She was feeling nauseous.

She stood to her feet and huskily rushed into the toilet. Slamming the door from behind. Max was also sleeping on the bed, opened his eyes.

He sat on the bed and from afar heard Carmela coughing her whole intestine out.

“Carmela, are you okay.” He called out. His hands sliding down his face, trying to keep himself awake.

“Just a second.” Carmela ...