chapter 61

The door swings open.

Lana walks in with a tray of roast chicken, pasta, vegetables and orange juice. I turn on the other side of the bed and pull the sheets over my head.

"I don't want to wake up!" I groan.

"You've slept all day, babe. It's almost 5.00pm. Atleast have something to eat."

"I don't want food! I just want to die!"

"I put a little poison in your food." She smiles. "Just eat it and you'll die. Simple."

I manage a smile as I sit up on the bed. Lana sets the tray in the middle and sits on the edge of the bed. I grab the glass of orange juice as she bites on the piece of chicken.

"How are you feeling?" She asks quietly with sympathy-filled eyes.

"I feel like shìt." I mutter. "I've slept the whole night and the whole day. My head is spinning. My stomach is rumbling. I'm starving but I don't have an appetite."

"Your body lost a lot of blood." She says. "And you're under strong medication. You should feel that way. The only way you'll feel better is if you eat. And eat a lot."

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