C57 Fifty Seven

The day had been a whirlwind of laughter, shopping bags, and joyful conversations with Cher. As I stepped through the front door of my home, a sense of contentment washed over me. The excitement of the day still lingered, the memories of our time together imprinted in my mind.

However, as I closed the door behind me, a sudden wave of nausea hit me like a ton of bricks. The feeling was so sudden