Josie pov 

One second I'm having breakfast with everyone, and the next my stomach is lurching so violently. 

“Josie?” I barely heard Summer.

“I’m fine.”

I wasn’t.

The scent of breakfast wrapped around me like a wave, and suddenly it felt impossible to breathe.

My stomach churned.

I spun on my heel and hurried from the dining room, ignoring the confused voices calling after me.

I only made it as far as the nearest bathroom, and the door barely closed before I dropped to my knees.

Everything I’d eaten the night before came back up, and tears stung my eyes.

“What the fuck…”

I rested my forehead against the cool...