"I'm home!" she yells as she closes the door, out of pure habit.

She knew you could hear the door but she always did it anyway. At not receiving any response from you, she walked to the bedroom. You weren't there.

But you said you were staying home today, you wouldn't lie to her, would you?

That's when she heard you, throwing up in the bathroom. Her confused frown changed to worry as she walks towards the bathroom and there you were. You were sitting on the floor, your skin pale, dark circles under your eyes and sweating like crazy.

"Hey, what happened?" she asks crouching beside you "Are you okay? What's wrong?"