Amelie sat at the table at home, lost in thought.
Letitia and Virgil looked at each other. They were a little worried when they saw that she, who was clearly carrying the dish, was still in a daze.
"Amelie, what's wrong with you today? Why are you always absent—minded? Did something happen at work?” Letitia asked in concern.
Amelie immediately regained her senses, and ate the food as if nothing had happened, "No, I'm just a little tired."
"If you're tired, then quickly finish your meal and go to rest. It must be because your illness hasn't completely recovered yet."
"No need, I'm fine. Dad, mom, have slowly. I'm full, I'm going back to my room." After Amelie finished speaking, she put down her forks and left the table.
Letitia looked at her back and sighed, "Why do I feel like Amelie
