Chapter 9

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Shelby

Even though I have my memory back, it's as if I still don't know myself.

Why didn't I tell them?

Especially Max. I liked him a lot.

I sighed and waited for the nurse to come back into the room.

And she did.

"Ms. Grace?"

"Yes?" I asked. "Did the results come in yet?"

"Not yet, but we might need another test of you."

"What is it?"

"We need an ultrasound."

"But I'm not-"

"We don't only use ultrasound for pregnancies, Ms. Grace."

"Oh." I felt a little stupid now.

Now that she mentioned it, my stomach started to hurt. 

I felt a scratchy feeling in the back of my throat.

Luckily, my nurse knew what was happening and she grabbed the trash can from next to her and put it in my lap while I threw up.

What is happening to me?

"I'll get you a towel." She said.

My stomach was churning within me.

Is this a side affect of the poison?

Either way, it hurts.

Like, even worse than period cramps.

The nurse came back with a towel and I washed my mouth and face.

"We'll get you a scan in a few hours. Right now, you should rest and get some more sleep."

"Okay. Thank you." I said as she left the room.


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