#Chapter 348: Just in Case

Abby I suddenly jolt up from my seat so abruptly that my chair falls to the floor with a clatter behind me. The table falls silent. My staff and Damon all blink up at me, each face more confused than the last. “Abby, are you quite alright?” Damon asks, rising cautiously. “Are you hurt?” I swallow. A sudden wave of intense nausea is taking over me, and I feel like I might vomit at any moment. “I, um… I need to use the restroom,” I manage as I stoop down to pick up the chair. “Sorry.” As I’m bending over, Chloe touches my wrist. Her worried gaze meets mine. “You need me to come with you?” she whispers. But I shake my head and manage a smile. “I’m fine, really. Where’s the nearest restroom?” “Down the hall and to the left,” Damon says. No sooner has Damon finished that sentence than I’m bolting out of the room, making a beeline for the bathroom. Once I’m out of eyeshot, I clamp my hand over my mouth and pick up my pace into a run—no, a sprint. Finally, I burst i