I woke feeling much better and we packed up all our stuff ready to leave. Checkout was 10am but for some reason the cleaner was knocking on our door earlier, so off we went to give in our key. We planned to go back out to the port and see whatever we could for our last few hours, but as we were walking to the car I got a terrible pain in my stomach.
Once we were in the car it only got worse and left me in tears. We drove around for a bit, I was sure the cramping would stop. James kept asking if I wanted to go to the hospital, but I didn’t want to. I didn’t want them to say I couldn’t go home and for some reason I was sure they would.
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