Fertility Mixture 3

Zelda

With a deep breath, I picked up the tray of food and headed to Amelia's room. I knew it would be difficult to convince her to eat, but I needed answers, and I was determined to get them. As I knocked on her door, I could hear the faint sounds of voices coming from the inside.

A few moments later, the door creaked open, and I was greeted by Amelia's sad, sunken eyes. I held out the tray, hoping she would take it. “I brought you some food,” I said, my voice gentle.

I stood there, tray of food in hand, as the door slammed in my face. I could feel the wind from the door hitting me, and I flinched. I knocked again, but there was no answer. I began to turn to leave when the door opened once more. This time, it was Drake who stood before me. He looked me up and down, his eyes dark and unreadable.

“What do you want?” he asked, his tone cool and detached.

I held up the tray. “I brought food for Amelia,” I said, my voice small.

He opened the door, letting me step inside the room. My m