Chapter 67

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POV: Shea Vestine-Thorne

She woke up smelling a foul smell from Denver – who was kissing her for a morning kiss, like he used to do. She instantly ran towards the bathroom and vomited. She felt like all of her inside was already in chaos because there was nothing to puke.

Denver bit his lower lip as he assisted her towards the bed. He felt so guilty. Shea’s senses were too sensitive now.

“Are you okay now? Do you want me to use the common bathroom outside instead?” He seriously suggested – thinking that it was because of his smell after taking a bath.

However, Shea instantly...