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Drying her hair, Avery put her earrings on. She woke up a little late today so she was in a hurry for the office.

Walking downstairs she looked around, except for the chef and butler Fain there was nobody present, especially the man she assumed would apologise to her.

The sweet aroma of the delicacies made for breakfast hit her nostrils.

Avery walking towards the breakfast table saw that table was filled with so many dishes but strangely, instead of having an appetite she felt like vomiting.

She quickly ran to the bathroom. Rinsing her mouth with water she stared at the mirror.

Avery stared at the small calendar placed on the side table of her bed.

'It should have come long ago, why it's not here yet? Is something wrong with me?'

* *

"Ava, are you ok? You seem a little tired." Emily took the trays from her hand and placed them on the countertop. Touching her forehead Emily gazed at her all concerned, "You don't have a fever, why do you look so tired then?"

"I am ok," Avery said with a