But whenever she thought about how she'd be confined here from now on, unable to see the triplets, unable to see Shangguan Xiu, and even unable to return to her grandmother, she felt that there was no meaning left in living.
Yet she didn't want to die. She held on, and except for the first day when her anger kept her from eating, she began eating on the second day.
She didn't want to starve herself to death like this—that would be too pitiful and undignified.
However, her appetite was poor, and her mood was worse. She ate only a little each day, and after a week, her body had grown even thinner.
That night, as usual, she sat alone on the bed, hugging herself tightly. She didn't dare turn off the light, sitting there in silence as tears slid down her cheeks.
"Click." Suddenly, the sound of the door opening broke the quiet.
She didn't react much, assuming it was the maid assigned to monitor her—maybe they had something to say or were delivering her food.