Chapter 1
Shiva is sitting in the corner of the room, her stomach churning alongside a lump in her throat and her vision swimming. She kept swallowing audibly, sobbing to herself and gagging every 10 breaths. She stares at the floor, feeling her stomach come up.
Shiva was still sobbing, very quiet and feeling even more nauseous under everyone’s glare. She hid how nauseous she felt until she retched, grabbing a trash can and panting loudly in between each wet heave. Every time she heaved, she would belch out some of the chunky soup she ate. She kept belching out sour orange soup, holding her hair back herself as she got sick. The vomit eventually tapers off, as she still belched dryly until she could finally relax. She pushed it away, crying again.
PC has come to visit her, Shiva still upset.