Well here we are chapter 3.
Getting longer now, i'll get there eventually:D
Enjoy:P
The following morning Emily woke next to her sleeping husband smiling at how he had been so caring that night, taking her out for a romantic candlelight dinner at their favorite restaurant. Suddenly her smile vanished as she felt a surge of queasiness in her stomach. She sat up sharply waking Patrick and startling him.
"Darling what's wrong?"
Emily paused for a brief second. "Oh nothing go back to sleep she said sympathetically as the queasiness subsided.
"Well I'm up now." He said gently rubbing her back.
"Yes well classes to teach, papers to grade." She said quickly as she rolled carefully out of bed and made her way to their en-suite shutting the door behind her leaving Patrick confused as he sat alone in their big bed.
Emily leaned over the basin feeling slightly queasy again. She dropped her head down waiting for it to end. Then splashed her face with cold water and dabbed it softly with a warm towel.
She walked over to turn the shower on, not letting a bit of sickness get in the way of her day.
Emily carried on with her morning as normal as she could, arriving earlier than usual to her work at the Maryland University to avoid any confrontation with Patrick. She knew her husband and was sure that he would suspect that she wasn't feeling 100% herself and insist she take the day off.
But being the strong woman she was, Emily never liked to show any signs of weakness and fought to stay professional in any circumstance. Emily being still fairly young and new had quickly proven to be a very valuable member of their staff at the age of 31.
She had a reputation for being a tough but fair professor with students often remarking on her strict teaching methods and tests which they often found challenging.
However Emily was quick to defend herself sating that those who succeed were those who tried. Emily managed to finish grading the last few papers that she had left to do from the previous night and was satisfied with the amount of work she had completed.
As class began Emily silently handed her students their papers back. Hearing a lot of sighs and moans among them.
"Alright class, turn to chapter 3 in your text book, read pages 213-216 and summarize your reading in a few paragraphs."
She said while writing the tasks on the whiteboard. Emily stopped writing and pinched the bridge of her nose with her two fingers feeling nauseous again.
Hearing whispers among the class Emily took in a deep breath and continued writing until suddenly she could not control her sickness and walked quickly out of class slamming the door behind and leant her back against it covering her eyes with her hand as she had a brief and quiet sob to herself.
Then darted quickly to the nearest bathroom and threw up in the toilet, sobbing some more as she sank to the bathroom floor. Eventually the sickness eased, Emily managed to pick herself up and splash water on her face before returning to class.
The students were puzzled at their professor's previous odd behavior but soon forgot as she returned to normal assigning them a 1000 word essay.
After two more classes Emily finished work for the day, feeling exhausted after recovering from her sickness earlier that morning but decided to remain for a little while longer to embark on more paperwork.
Emily drove safely home a few hours later and collapsed on the couch with Patrick who was watching the evening news. Patrick fondled with her hair as her head lay lightly in his lap.
"Tired already are we?"
"Oh yeah its just been a long…Long day."
"Good cause I just ordered pizza."
"Uuuh…"
"What's wrong? I thought you liked pizza?"
"Oooh I do…I just…I'm not very hungry that's all, but you enjoy." She said slowly getting up
"Where are you going?" Patrick questioned as she walked towards the stairs.
"I'm just going to take a quick shower I'll be down soon." She said with a quick smile.
Emily found the shower very soothing and just what she needed after a trying day.
She dressed in a tight tank top and pyjama pants then went downstairs to join her husband.
Patrick was in the kitchen clearing up the pizza when Emily came behind him wrapping her arms around his waist to hug him and nestled her head in his shoulder. Patrick stopped what he was doing and turned around to give his wife a hug in return.
"I'm just making a coffee, you want one?" Patrick said breaking the hug.
"Oh no thank you darling. Not tonight."
No coffee? Patrick thought, the woman lived by it!
The couple curled up on the couch together and watched mindless soap operas.
After a while Emily yawned.
"Right, I think I might call it a night."
"Good idea." Patrick said as he turned the TV off with the remote and followed Emily upstairs.
Maybe an early night is all she needs, she should be fine in the morning he thought to himself as they crawled into bed together.
Aaaawwww poor Emily haha
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