In the morning, Miss Celine enters my room and when she finds the half-empty glass of milk on the table she frowns badly in dissatisfaction.
“Miss, you were supposed to finish this all.” She says with narrowed eyes and I ignore her completely. My mood has become sulky a lot and I don’t want to argue unnecessarily.
She as usual picks my dress and then force me to leave the bed and get ready to go to the breakfast table. I did everything with utter reluctance.
I look at the breakfast and without any appetite, I start eating but as I swallow down one spoon of my fruit porridge I start feeling retch, and the knot in my stomach starts to tighten.
I stop eating, and just then I hear a Clink.
CLINK
“Ok, it’s enough… Now, you are going to the hospital for a checkup.” Ann says dismissively and I frown at her words.
“No, Ann. I am completely fine.” I tell Ann immediately.
“Really? I don’t think so.” Ann raises a brow in disdain and I shrug in embarrassment.