Nausea

Elena's gaze lingered upon the mouthwatering feast spread out before her. Her stomach growled in protest, craving the delectable flavors and textures that awaited her. Every fiber of her being yearned to devour every morsel in a frenzy, but she knew she had to exercise caution. The stakes were high, and she couldn't afford to arouse suspicion.

With each bite she took, Elena fought against her primal desires. Her taste buds danced with delight as the flavors exploded in her mouth, yet she forced herself to eat slowly, savoring each morsel with an air of restraint. It was a delicate balancing act, a performance that required utmost precision.

As the meal drew to a close, Liam cast a glance at Elena, a hint of concern flickering in his eyes. "You hardly ate anything, love. Are you feeling alright?"

Elena met his gaze, offering a reassuring smile. "I'm perfectly fine, Liam. Just not as hungry as I thought. Must be the long day catching up with me."

Liam's expression softened, his worry di