CHAPTER Forty-Five

　　Juliana's POV

　　Everyone is in the kitchen, slicing, and helping with the cooking. I feel weak and exhausted and the grumbling sounds that my stomach was making weren't helping at all. I still haven't put anything in my stomach at all since I woke up. Margaret didn't even care.

　　The girl that I bumped into the previous day kept carrying her shoulders and walking like she won the place. I ignored her and focused more on what I was doing. I was so busy that I didn't even notice that Aria was calling for my scrutiny.

　　"Hmm….. Any problem?" I raised my eyebrow at her.

　　"Nothing just wanted to know how you are feeling today," she said with a chipped tone.

　　"I never remembered telling you that I was sick before," I seemed confused.

　　"Come on!" She laughed. "I was asking how you are feeling today, how was your night, and so on?" She smiled.

　　"Ohh!!" I mumbled with my head lowered looking embarrassed.

　　"Come on, is nothing, and beside………