*Knock* *Knock* *Knock*
"Eve, what are you still doing inside? Come on, do you want to be late to your own wedding?"
Dinaia had a frown on her face as she stood before the bathroom of the room she had shared with Evelyn the last few days. However, the expression on her face changed when she heard the sound that came from inside.
"Hurgh…"
It was someone was throwing up inside, making Dinaia panic a little:
"You– Eve, are you alright!?"
But she only got the same sound response:
"Hurgh…"
"Evelyn!"
Dinaia moved to open the door, only to be one step slower than Evelyn. The latter opened the door, and gave Dinaia a wry smile, her face still showing signs of the exertion she had been through while vomiting.
Dinaia looked worried, as she asked:
"Eve, are you feeling sick? What is going on?"
She moved to touch Evelyn, to check whether there was anything wrong with her. The brunette raised a hand up to stop Dinaia, and barely threw a sentence before hurrying back to the sink:
