His brother

93. Chapter

New York, United States
August

I quickly jumped out of bed until my head was uncomfortably dizzy. I didn't even manage to get out of half-asleep and I was already flying out of the room holding my mouth. I ignored Isabel's surprised look and wordlessly walked past her to the bathroom, where I regurgitated the contents of my already empty stomach.

I sat down on the cold ground and hugged the toilet bowl. I don't know how much time passed, but I waited until my stomach calmed down a bit, because it felt like it was on water. I wiped my dirty mouth and tiredly leaned on my outstretched hand.

I was startled when I heard a knock and then a woman's voice, "Everything okay Shannon?" I wanted to fuck her but held back because I didn't have the energy.

"Yes, everything is fine. I'm going to use the shower." I spoke after a long pause. After a while I could only hear distant footsteps. I awkwardly stood up and looked in the mirror - I wasn't prepared for what I was going to see. I had a pale face, prominent circles under my eyes and messy hair.

I looked really horrible, not to mention how she felt.

I rinsed my torn face with a terrible smell from my mouth and got into the shower. I let the hot water flow over me and wished to merge with it so that I wouldn't have to face anyone or anything. I was exhausted and mostly sad.

Sleep completely eluded me today. Every time I closed my eyes, everything replayed in my head.

His penis immersed deep in an unknown woman...

His hands gripping the other woman's bare breasts...

It stung my heart.

And then it stretched me again. I barely managed to catch my hair before the next emptying.

"Shit!" I growled in irritation. The water running down my body pulled my vomit down the drain. I leaned my hand on the tiles and breathed deeply.

Washed and wrapped in a bathrobe, I came out of the bathroom: "Are you okay?" her voice pulled me out of my thoughts and made me stop moving.

"Yes," I grabbed my stomach, "just stomach problems. I must have eaten something spoiled yesterday." she nodded slowly.

"I made you breakfast," I raised my eyebrows in surprise, "What? Did you think I was going to ignore you?"

"Yeah, that's exactly what I thought," she frowned.

"Why? You are my guest." a sneer came out of my mouth.

"Everything, but not your guest, Isabela," I crossed my arms, "more like a prisoner." I added.

"You're here voluntarily, aren't you?" she raised her eyebrows.

"Basically not. You didn't give me a choice." after I saw her, she told me that she would take me to her cottage, where she would tell me everything, but that was more than twenty hours ago.

"Everybody has a choice, Shannon, it all depends on the person. Just never give him a chance," I snorted because that's exactly what I said, "now sit down, we'll have breakfast together and then we'll talk." my stomach tightened uncomfortably. I knew exactly what was going to follow, but somehow I didn't want to, but I had no choice.

"How can I trust you that you don't want to poison me?" I sat down and she grinned dangerously.

"You don't," she reached for a piece of fresh bread and took a bite, "you'll be useless to me dead. If I wanted to, I would have done it a long time ago, Shannon," I knew he was, but I still didn't believe her. I was looking at the fried rice in front of me and she rolled her eyes in annoyance. She took the spoon in her hands and scooped it up. She put it in her mouth and swallowed deliciously, "I'm a great cook" I also rolled my eyes and she smirked.

I slowly scooped onto my plate and chewed it hesitantly, but it wasn't because I didn't trust her, it was because my stomach was quite picky and I couldn't eat anything at the moment because it would all end up in the toilet again.

I should go to my doctor, but how should I do it without anyone finding out? I knew Isabela would be watching me at every corner now. No one else must know, at least not until I decide what to do next.

I can't afford for Seven to have such a triumph.

I'll figure something out, but I'm sure I'll need Ashley to do it.