But then, out of the blue. Rose, who had been quietly sitting by, suddenly couldn't hold back her nausea and started to dry heave.
She hurriedly put down her fork and immediately got up from her seat.
Chloe quickly got up as well, "Rose! What's up with you?"
Rose waved her off and felt another wave of nausea. She closed her eyes, dry heaved a couple more times, and quickly turned to leave the room.
Chloe followed right behind.
The other four in the room, except for a calm Damon, looked at each other. They were freaked out by the scene.
Rose's sudden physical reaction got everyone thinking. No one would think it was food poisoning. Even if it was food poisoning, it would take some time for symptoms to appear. They didn’t eat poison; how could they react so fast? Unless, the toxins had been lurking in the body for a while.
In the bathroom, Rose leaned over the sink, clutching her chest. She kept dry heaving until she threw up everything she had eaten.
Chloe was by her side, her face stern.
When Rose had pretty much emptied her stomach and was drained, she turned on the tap with trembling hands. She then rinsed her mouth, and leaned heavily on the sink, catching her breath.
Chloe looked at her trembling body and pale face; her face got even more serious. She didn't speak, just waited quietly for Rose to regain her strength and calm down.
A few minutes later, Rose finally took a deep breath.
"Feeling better?" Chloe looked at Rose's pale and haggard face in the mirror and said coldly, her expression unreadable.
Rose nodded, "Much better."
Chloe frowned and grabbed Rose's hand, leading her out of the bathroom.
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