Fainted
The next day...
At six o'clock in the morning, Dean woke to the realization that Bryana had rushed to the bathroom. He immediately got out of bed and followed his wife worriedly.
Arriving in the bathroom, Bryana vomited clear liquid until Dean came over to her.
"Honey, are you okay?" Dean massaged the nape of Bryana's neck and looked at her worriedly.
The feeling of nausea that hit incomparable, made Bryana always want to throw up but there was nothing to vomit anymore. She sighed and washed her face with water, then tossed her hair.
"You're so pale." Dean looked at Bryana while getting a small towel to wipe her face.
"I don't know how many times I've vomited, I feel very weak," said Bryana languidly with sad eyes. She massaged her forehead and felt her vision begin to blur, her body trembled, her legs felt weak until slowly she could not support her own body and her vision began to darken.