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Alicia’s POV
The mornings were the worst.
I’d wake up with my stomach already churning, that familiar wave of nausea hitting me before I even opened my eyes. I’d lie there for a few minutes, breathing slowly, trying to convince my body to cooperate for just a few more hours.
It rarely listened.
I made it to the bathroom just in time. Knelt on the cold tile floor and emptied whatever was left in my stomach from the night before. Which wasn’t ...
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