#Chapter 164- Bothersome Captors
Fiona
My stomach lurches, and I collapse over the toilet, emptying the contents of my stomach. I heave and cough to expel the burning feeling from my throat, and when there’s nothing left, I slide back to the floor and lean against the wall.
My entire body aches and feels hot as I close my eyes, but nothing I’ve done helps. Cool showers, hot showers, wet compress on my forehead and neck… none of it works.
“Ms. Fiona!” Someone outside the bathroom calls frantically.
Knocking.
Knocking.
Knocking.
“Ms. Fiona! Are you alright in there?” She calls again.
They just won’t stop. They won’t leave me alone and continually knock on the door to try to get me to unlock it, but I don’t want to see anyone. I’m not sure if Ethan is out there, but at this point, I wouldn’t put it past him to be out there with the staff.
I’ve been ignoring him since yesterday, so I can imagine he isn’t happy, but I don’t really care right now.
Knocking.
Knocking.
Knocking.
“I’m fine

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