Diane's POV
“You did not join us for any meals yesterday,” Aubrey stated matter-of-factly as soon as I arrived at the dining table.
I had woken up in a refreshed mood this morning, which was contrary to the heavy cloud that was cast upon me yesterday.
After putting the package aside, I had stalled in my room for some hours later, waiting until everyone else was done with breakfast, and ignoring my stomach's groans of protest.
Unfortunately by the time I arrived at the empty kitchen, I had lost my appetite, but the pangs remained.
I had managed to force a bit of food down before I gave up, retreating to the cocoon of my room immediately afterward.
My numbness had remained until the end of the day and I remained in my room since.
“Yes, I think I caught the bug or something, I decided
