His house.

The next morning.

It was time to go to work, so I got up with Ross and his kids.

“Eat well, Victoria,” Ross tells me while we have cereal for breakfast. “You're losing a lot of weight.” She repeats to me once again, while I feel that I have eaten enough these days.

“I'll buy a food supplement.” I tell him, taking my bag and seeing that I had little money left since I sent most of it to my mother. ”I guess it will be for next week.” I muttered putting my wallet back in my bag.

“Okay, it's time to go,” she tells me, lifting all the bowls of cereal off the table to pile them in the dishwasher.

“Bye, kids,” I say to his pair of children, Lily and Sam. After the bus took the children away, we both ran to the subway.

When we arrived at the hospital, we hurriedly ran to our jobs. As always I would have to go to Dr. Mark's office. And when I got there, I realized that I was chatting with the always elegant Dr. Miller. She was begging Dr. Mark about something while I didn't know what to do. But