Hannah

Kneeling by the toilet, she felt her stomach churn before needing to put her face into the bowl and feel sorry for herself once again. She felt her eyes sting with tears. No-one liked feeling or being sick, but this was the fourth or fifth morning that she'd woken up and felt it necessary to be sick. After one more time, she flushed and managed to lift herself up to her feet, looking in the mirror. She was looking rather pale, washing out her mouth before brushing her teeth.

Opening the bathroom door, Katie stood in front of her. The fact her twin sister was smiling had Hannah wanting...