DEMI
My hands tremble as I end the call. A wave of nausea hits me, threatening to make me spill my guts. I bend over with a hand closed over my mouth and the other on my stomach.
"Wow." Liam exclaims, clapping his hands. "That was…beyond impressive. Your acting skills even under pressure is Oscar approved." He smiles at Skylar who pries my phone out of my hand before I bolt to a corner and throw up.
"I guess we're going to shop for your party dress. This is my favorite part…"
