Chapter 90

The first step is to test Dante. I know he still has feelings for me, he’s just burying them for some absurd reason, but in the event that he doesn’t love me anymore, my plan won’t matter, hence this experiment.

Perhaps giving him a little scare would be worth the sacrifice I will make.

For the next few days, I fall into a steady routine. My meals are brought up to me on time, and each time, I eat less and less until my body became comfortable with the new intake of food. Most days were particularly hard, especially at night when I could feel and hear my stomach grumble in protest despite the delicious food staring at me, but I stayed firm.

At the end of each day, before going to bed, I take two sleeping pills normally. And every day, I wake up feeling worse than the last.

The dosages of the pills are too strong to handle on a near-empty stomach, causing some abdominal pains, and slight nausea, but I’ll endure it.

Three days pass like this, with me starving myself until the food prese