AGATHA
I just want to dig into my stomach because every time I vomit, only water comes out. My companion couldn’t stand it anymore, so she approached me and talked to me.
“Ma’am, wait, I’ll call sir to take you to the hospital,” Yenah said when she saw me feeling weak and continuously vomiting.
“No, just remove the tray on the table,” I replied.
Even if she called Draven, she wouldn’t be able to talk to him because his cellphone was left in our room.
Yenah disappeared for a moment and said that she had done what I asked, so I could go back to my seat.
She even assisted me back until we reached the table.
“Can you cook fried hotdogs for me?” I asked weakly to Yenah.
This was the food I thought of, and I also wanted rice to go with it. Yenah excused herself for a moment and went to
