#Chapter 330: Blessing in Disguise

Olivia For days on end, I had been waking up with this nauseous, flip-flopping feeling in my stomach. It was like riding a roller coaster on an empty stomach, but without the thrill. I found myself rushing to the bathroom every morning for four days straight, thinking maybe I had been hexed by the witch after all. But it wasn’t black stuff coming up anymore, and the amulet had been silent for days. It was all really weird. “Girl, you’ve been hugging the toilet bowl more than your man lately,” Angela said, stirring her coffee as we sat in my kitchen. She was in her nurse’s scrubs, visiting on her lunch break. The twins were blissfully napping in the next room, giving us a rare moment of quiet. Nathan was away at the Council building on Alpha duties, and had been mostly oblivious to my nausea spells because I had decided to keep it to myself for the time being, hoping that it would pass. I laughed, trying to shake off my friend’s accurate but also unsettli