Ruby's POV
I woke up exhausted.
That wasn’t new.
But this was different.
This was deeper.
Like my body was fighting against itself.
Like I had been running in my sleep.
I sat up slowly, my limbs heavy, sluggish.
The room spun.
I pressed a hand to my forehead, inhaling slowly.
I had barely moved, but my stomach twisted.
Unease curled in my chest.
Something wasn’t right.
"Ruby."
Jake's voice pulled me back.
I blinked, realizing I had been staring at my plate.
The food in front of me was untouched.
The sight of it made my stomach turn.
"Eat."
His tone was gentle.
But the demand was there.
I picked up my fork, pushing the food around.
Tried to take a bite.
But the second it touched my tongue, a violent wave of nausea hit me.
I forced myself to swallow.
To smile.
To p
