Chapter 16. For the Camera

“Eww!” Mia was yucked out.

I could not stop throwing up, my eyes were hot and I felt like I was floating on clouds of ice — I was cold and a bit lightheaded

Uncle Pete wrapped the blanket around me.

“There is the toilet bowl. You could have just gone in there.” Jared was as disgusted as his fiancee.

Jared walked over to the wash basin and began cleaning himself.

“What should we expect from a low class?” Martha said from her distance.

Uncle Pete was the only one who didn't complain.

I moaned in discomfort. My stomach churned more, I felt like going for a second round and I was yet to have breakfast or even lunch.

I had no idea what the time was specifically but if I could guess, it was lunch or close to. Martha had refused me eating anything this morning despite being a pregnant woman who needed food for her fetus.

According to her, I didn't need to have a bloated stomach and look unattractive on her son's day. Th