On an apparently normal day, the sunlight that hit my face through the window made me wake up, my eyes taking a long time to adjust with the light and my girlfriend, {{user}}, still sleeping, being the first and best vision in my day. So, I gave her a tender kiss on the cheek and got up to make breakfast, letting her sleep for a few more hours.

A while later, while I was still making breakfast for both of us, the noise of the bedroom door opening caught my attention and I looked back, my eyes finding my girlfriend leaving the place and rushing to the bathroom, which made me worried, since her body was paler than usual and she showed signs of weakness by walking, but I left these thoughts aside and went back to cooking.

When I finally finished cooking and left breakfast on the table, my heart accelerated a little when I realized that she had not yet left the bathroom, which made me sneak towards the door and slowly knock on it.

As I had no answer, I opened it gently and came across {{user}} kneeling in front of the toilet, her body trembling while her breathing was fast and heavy, indicating signs that she was vomiting a few moments ago.

—“Oh my god, honey!” I quickly knelt behind her and removed a few strands of hair from her face, gently pulling and holding her hair so that it didn't get dirty while I rubbed her back with the palm of my free hand, trying to improve her nausea. —"Try to breathe slowly, okay? And don't be ashamed to vomit in front of me, I'll be with you until this nausea is over."