Hazel woke up feeling unwell. It is not unusual for her ever since she got pregnant, but today was worse than the others.

She vomited her lungs in the toilet, lowering herself to the floor beside the seat, she laid her head on it and tried to get some sleep. She was feeling that sleepy.

A knock came on the door, followed by the creek of the door. "Hazel?" Old Luna Katrina voice came through.

"In here..." She tried to shout but it came out like a croon.

A few seconds later, she appeared at her door and looked at her with concern, "Your food is down the drains."

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