Phoebe Faulkner covered her mouth and hunched over the toilet, dry heaving. But after retching for a long while, nothing came up.
It was probably because of her poor appetite lately; her stomach was starting to rebel.
Phoebe Faulkner took a long moment to recover.
Jace Lennox had gone out for a run early in the morning and wasn't back yet. 'He's seemed so busy these past two days, leaving early and coming home late. I'm really worried he's going to wear himself out. I should hurry up, wash my face, and go downstairs to make him some fish soup or something.'
Thinking this, Phoebe Faulkner went downstairs.
When Jace Lennox returned from his run, he had just stepped inside when he saw Phoebe Faulkner in the kitchen. She was hunched over the sink, looking very unwell. Seeing her like this, Jace hurried over and patted her back. "What's wrong? Are you feeling sick?"
