She could not explain the feeling, but she was definitely not herself. She lay in bed still, staring at the ceiling as her mind tried to make sense of the unease that had settled in her stomach.
She knew her father won't let her be unless she says what the problem is. She finally decided to just tell him she wouldn't be going to school, as she doesn't feel like it. But she wasn't sure how he would feel about it.
As she slowly got up from the bed , her father, waiting patiently to hear her say something already as he was already loosing his cool.
Fiona took a deep breath, sitting upright while looking at her father. "Dad, I don't think I can go to school today" she said, trying to sound as convincing as possible.
Mr. Dominic's expression changed immediately at the sound of that, for
