Chapter 132

Jyeon leans over, slides his arms behind me, and helps me sit upright slowly to avoid the dizziness; with his help, I slide off the couch and into his arms to a standing position that makes me sway for a second. I need a moment to acclimate and let the worst of the dizziness settle before he walks me toward the bathroom. He watches me, sensing I need a few seconds, and holds me secure so I can’t sag even an inch. Vision spotting and wooziness make me cling on for dear life.

He holds me close, supporting me, and eyes burn into my profile, but all I can focus on is not being sick in the short walk and wondering how something like this comes on so dramatically. I mean, I have felt tired and a little under the weather of late, but nothing like this until this morning. I’m not sure if that’s normal. Surely it should be a slow, gradual thing and not instant violent sickness out of the blue one sunny day. I might genuinely have heatstroke from our mini honeymoon, and this is pointles