A Twist Of Fate: Is revenge worth it all? (A Twist Of Mafia Book 1) by Sera Marron

Author:Sera Marron [Marron, Sera]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-02-15T00:00:00+00:00

The acid burns my throat and the smell etches itself into my nose.

My body shakes with the sobs as I continue to vomit until my stomach is empty. I lean back as I dry heave, small pieces of my hair sticking to my face.

I slowly make my way onto my feet and get up to head to the sink.

I lift my shaking arms to rest them on the sink, looking in the mirror makes me grimace at the sight. My cheeks are flushed, my hair resembles someone who’d gotten struck by lightning and my shoulders are shaking even as my hands grip the sink.

Goosebumps litter my arms as the cold sweat dries. I manage to drag myself towards the shower and sluggishly turn the knobs till the bathroom fills with steam, and the scorching water pummels on top of my head, soaking me. I don’t bother with taking the pajamas off, the exhaustion winning over.

I lean back onto the wall behind me, just listening as the water hits the tiles. The smell of vomit is still strong and it makes me retch a couple of times before I decide that I should probably get out of the shower.

But instead, my knees buckle and I feel my body slowly descend till my butt hits the tiled floor. My eyes feel heavy and even the shivering doesn’t stop me from falling asleep again. The darkness taking the place of the bathroom walls.

I GROAN AS I TRY TO PUSH BACK THE BLANKET OFF MY OVERHEATED BODY, but a hand slaps my hands and someone scolds me.

“No, don’t try to move the blanket, you have a cold and you need to stay warm.” My eyes flutter open, but I shut them as soon as I had opened them, the light blinding me and causing my head to throb.

My stomach swooshes as I feel the bile rising, and I rush to get up to get to the bathroom. When I finally manage to stumble inside, I spill my guts into the toilet bowl.

A large, warm soothing hand rubs my back and I can vaguely make out a soothing voice encouraging me to breathe. I groan as I squeeze my eyes feeling so tired and disoriented. I lean back into the warmth, feeling a sense of security and safety I’d never felt before, even as fatigue leaves me disoriented.

After emptying my guts, and dry heaving a couple of times, I let the person guide me back to the bed and cover me with the blanket. A

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