The hardest part

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(Emma) I wasn't feeling well after the trip, so I decided to get some rest. I was now in my room after taking a shower and my pills then got comfortable in bed. My stomach churns, making me groan. Morning sickness was not something I was prepared to deal with right now. The trip had already drained me, and this just felt like adding insult to injury. I shifted uncomfortably, clutching my stomach as another wave of nausea hit me. "Great," I muttered, pressing a hand to my forehead. The dizziness that accompanied the churning was the cherry on top. I reached for the glass of water on my bedside table, hoping a few sips might calm me down a little, but even the thought of drinking made me gag. Morning sickness... I closed my eyes and sighed, trying to focus on my breathing. It wasn’t con

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