How long did nicotine withdrawal last? Bella could’ve sworn that she’d gotten over the desire to smoke a cigarette ages ago. The move to Africa had basically forced her to give up the habit. She’d continued in the beginning, but having to go into the major city, hours and hours away, didn't make sense. So she quit. She’d experienced the anxiety, the headaches, nausea, insomnia, fatigue… But the animals that she cared for on a daily basis had the best distraction.
Yet now it seemed as though the symptoms were returning. At first, it was just the insomnia. But maybe it was the heat. Some nights, she felt so hot and sticky that it was impossible to sleep. But on cooler nights, like tonight, there was no excuse. There was a nice breeze coming through their bedroom window. Bella lay flat on her back and stared up at the ceiling. She was tired. Extremely tired. Some days it randomly hit her, even after she’d had sufficient sleep. Yet now there was no signs of drifting off. And gods, that jittery, anxious feeling was truly annoying. With all of these symptoms, she thought back to her withdrawal symptoms. Could it be? Hadn’t the nicotine worked its way out of her system ages ago? And if it did, why did she crave a cigarette so much now? She groaned in frustration and turned onto her stomach, burying her face in her pillow. Only seconds later, she felt Nathan’s hand touch her back. “Sleep…” she heard him mumble. He sounded barely awake. In fact, when she turned her head to look at him, his eyes were still closed. She sighed heavily and moved a little closer. She closed her eyes and tried to think. Or rather, she tried not to think. She was obviously fidgeting more than she thought because she soon heard Nathan’s voice again, “You okay?” Bella opened her eyes. “Uhm… I’m not sure.”
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