Chapter one hundred and two:

102.

Chloe's POV:

By the time I got back downstairs, my mother and Marcus, were no where to be found.

There was a familiar smell coming from the kitchen and it smelt pleasant but when I tried to drag it in, I gagged, my stomach churning with irritation. Garlic. I suddenly felt sick again and before I could run to the toilet, the nauseous feelings subsided. I got out again and had to run back into the toilet again in less than another minutes. To cut the story short; I spent over the next hour traveling between the living room and toilet untill when I...