“What the fuck are you talking about?” I asked, my voice coming out harsh and loud.I heard loud gasps around me and the sounds of chairs screeching against the floor as everyone stood up. “Sheila, what are you talking about? Her food is poisoned or you think it might be poisoned?” Eliana asked in a much calmer tone.In the moment of panic, I hadn’t realized that Sheila was trembling in fear. I calmed myself down, dropping the utensils in my hand on the floor, and then I took Sheila’s hand. “Calm down,” I said to her, guiding her to breathe in and out with one of my hands. She followed the movement of my hand, taking in steady breaths and Eliana asked her again.“Why do you think her food is poisoned?” Sheila’s eyes were darting back and forth in the room, looking at everyone staring at her. I took her hands and went out of the dining hall with Eliana. “Talk to me Sheila,” I said, urging her to speak.She started “I was doing my morning duties, cleaning the hallway, then I noticed
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