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queasy since we made our way from the beach. Nick looks into my face, searching. He wrinkles his brows and brushes a piece of hair from my face.
    “Maybe we should go back to the room. You haven’t gotten much sleep have you,” he runs his knuckles down my cheek.
    “No, but I don’t want to go. We are having such a good time. Order your beer. We will stay just a bit longer. We still have a little while longer,” I say waving off his concern.
    I do feel tired, which is to be expected since I didn’t sleep last night and only had a short nap after Nick let me up for air. I’m fine, I plaster on a smile to prove it to Nick. He eyes me suspiciously before relenting and ordering a beer for himself and some water and lemon for me.
    We spend at least another hour with our friends, laughing and trading stories. I envy how much everyone around me has lived. It makes me realize I haven’t done much in my twenty-two years. Telling myself I will not let that become a new insecurity for me, I promise myself that when we get back home, I will start to do more things women my age do.
    My head starts to throb a little, and I rub my temple. I curse my stomach because it has yet to settle either. I try my best not to let my discomfort show but really should know better by now.
    “Hey, we’re going to head out. I want to have a little time with Sephora before I am banned from her presence,” Nick calls out to the group.
    “Is that code for you are trying for one last quickie before the wedding,” Craig teases.
    “Still not sure why I invited you,” Nick grumbles in Craig’s direction.
    I lift to my feet grateful for Nick’s excuse. I really am having fun despite not feeling so great, but I think I have pushed myself a little too much as it is. The small throb in my head is starting to grow.
    However, when I go to step forward, I feel my whole world tilt on its axis. It happens so quickly. I hear Nick call out my name behind me, but that is the last thing I register.
     

 
    chapter Four
    Let’s Wait
    I blink my eyes open slowly. I know something is off right away. The last thing that comes to mind is being at the bar with all our friends having a good time. As my mind clears, I remember feeling faint and hearing a panic Nick calling out for me.
    It is then that my eyes become focused, and Nick’s green eyes come into view. His face is a mask of concern as he reaches to wipe my forehead with a damp cloth. It is soothing and causes a sigh to slip from my lips.
    Nick kisses my forehead gently, before reaching for a glass of water from the bedside table. That is when I realize that early morning light is peeking into the room from under the curtains. I shoot up in bed and look at the clock.
    “Oh no, what happened,” I say through my dry lips.
    “You fainted in the bar,” Nick says with a bit of a scowl on his face. “I shouldn’t have pushed your body the way I did yesterday. I knew you hadn’t slept. It was selfish of me.”
    “Nick, don’t you dare. I probably shouldn’t have eaten that seafood or something. My stomach was bothering me,” I pout.
    Nick cups my face and runs his finger over my lip. He looks to be in deep concentration. So many emotions cross his face. I can see his thoughts racing. His frown deepens, and he presses his lips. I know I am not going to like the next words that come out of his mouth.
    “I think we should postpone the wedding,” he says firmly.
    “Are you out of your mind,” I fold my arms across my chest. “No, Nick.”
    “Sephora you fainted in my arms. Baby, you have been in and out of it for hours. I have nearly lost my shit a million times. We can get married another time. I want to get you home so you can see a proper physician,” Nick says in frustration.
    “Nick, I’m fine. I just need a shower. We can still stick to the schedule. Babe, we have so many people here and on the way. We can’t cancel,” I plead.
    “I don’t care who is coming. Your health is my main