Eleanor did not interfere with my decision, and there was not even a hint of pity for Fiona in her eyes.
This attitude was not unfamiliar to me; in my past life, when I was in that little dark room, she had the same look and expression.
I thought with a hint of mockery, does this mean Fiona and I have switched places?
But my thoughts did not last long, as Eleanor's phone rang, and a teacher from Byrnes Academy inquired about Fiona's absence.
Eleanor briefly explained that Fiona was sick and then mentioned my own situation, saying that I would be going to school tomorrow.
"Have you had breakfast?" After hanging up the phone, she gently asked me, "Shall we eat together?"
I wanted to say that I had already eaten. Kris made breakfast himself, with perfectly toasted bread and a special av
