Hazel’s POV
“Oh my God…Oh my God, I’m so sorry…” I said in panic, disgust twisting in my stomach as I stared at the mess on the floor. My face burned with embarrassment. “I don’t know…it just happened.”
“Hey, hey, it’s fine. You don’t need to apologize.” Nicholas’s voice was gentle, not even a hint of disgust on his face. “It’s just vomit.”
Before I could say anything else, he scooped me up into his strong arms like I weighed nothing. I buried my face in his neck, still mortified, as he carried me straight to the bathroom. He set me down carefully in front of the sink.
I rinsed my mouth thoroughly, splashing cold water on my face. Nicholas stayed right behind me, rubbing slow circles on my back the entire time.
“Are you okay?” he asked softly, his voice full of concern.
“I don’t know
