Wendy's POV

"Why?"

I was about to answer, but suddenly a strange wave of dizziness hit me. My head screamed.

"Wendy?" George stepped toward me. "Are you okay?"

I forced a smile. "I'm fine."

His eyes burned with concern. "You don't look fine."

"I'm just…" The dizziness started again, and this time, it was followed by a twist in my stomach. I pressed a hand to my mouth as a wave of nausea climbed up my throat.

"Excuse me—" My voice broke as I turned away from him, practically running toward the bathroom in the conference room.

I almost didn't make it to the sink when I was vomiting. My...