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It's been a week. The fainting episode had reduced. But what hadn't, was the constant throwing up.

Worse, the bump was starting to show.

The scent mask Aurora gave me would lose its effect soon and there would be no need for it.

Worried etched in my mind, my brain foggy and bland.

There was nothing I hadn't thought of.

Nothing to make this journey easier.

“If you won't stop thinking hard, it will take a toll on your baby and your health.” Azira walked into the room, holding a mop ...