3 weeks later...

"Moni? Are you okay, sweetheart?" David asked, poking his head around the bathroom door and regretting his decision in an instant. The smell of her puking her guts up turned his already delicate stomach. He clicked his fingers, producing a bucket just in time.

"David, I'm sorry, you'll be okay in a minute" Moni muttered miserably before hunching over the toilet again, the sounds of her mate being sick bringing on another wave. That was the last time they were eating takeout from the Chinese place down the road! She had a good mind to report them, she thought as her stomach settled for a moment. She...