Amira woke the next morning around 1am and dashed to the bathroom before throwing up. She slumped against the wall, sweat beginning to form on her back

Sage woke when he heard her throwing up, and got out of bed, moving to the bathroom to help if he could. "You alright," he murmured softly

Amira didn't answer, her thoughts unable to focus as she clutched her stomach

Sang just sighed and sat down beside her, rubbing his hand in a circle on her back, hoping he brought at least some comfort

Amira leaned slightly into his hand

Sage didn't say anything, he knew she didn't feel good, but he did want to be there for her.

Amira stood, washed off her face, and walked back to the bedroom. She sat on the bed, head in her hands as a headache broke loose

Sage wished he could do something to help her, but it was all he could do to bring her some ibuprofen and then curl up around her, hopefully bringing some sort of comfort her way

Amira placed a gentle hand on his leg, achknowladging him and basically grounding herself. She had known pregnancy was hard, but honestly had hoped it was all over exaggerated

Sage offered her a small smile when she moved to let him know he was helping, and just tugged her a bit tighter.