Sabrina barely made it to the restroom before she was overtaken by violent waves of nausea. She clutched the edge of the sink, her stomach twisting and convulsing until she was utterly drained, left trembling and weak. The hours she'd spent wandering the shops earlier had already worn her down, but this... this left her with barely the strength to stand.

As she wiped her mouth, bitter acid searing her throat, a hand appeared beside her, offering a tissue.

Sabrina ...