Roxanne woke slowly, knowing even before her eyes opened that she was going to be sick. She crawled over to the edge of the bed but overreached and ended up tumbling over the edge. She hit the floor on her side, hard, but luckily protected her head with her arm. She looked up and saw the chamber pot was not far away, pulling herself towards it before finally throwing up into it.
Roxanne!
She heard Nikolai in her mind but it seemed so far away. Her head was pounding and she did not stop throwing up even after there was nothing left in her stomach, leaving only bile. Tears began running down her face, she hated this. Once she felt it was safe she sat up and tried to crawl back up into the bed but suddenly, someone was lifting her up and holding her in their arms. Nikolai’s familiar scent
