NEW LOOK.

The next day, Amelia woke up with a splitting headache. She curled up in bed for a while, trying to calm herself down but it didn't look like it was working as she started sweating instead.

She sighed as she got off the bed. When she checked the time, she realized she was already late for work by two hours, so there was no need trying to force herself to go there.

She had to call Dana.

"Hey Dana."

"Hello, Amelia. How are you? Do you feel better now?" Dana's voice asked over the phone.

"No, I don't. And that is the reason why I am calling," Amelia started.

"What is going on? Are you fine? Do you need me to send help over?" Dana questioned, full of concern.

"No, you don't have to. Can you help me manage things over there? I do not think I will be able to make it." Amelia added.

"Oh! Sure, no problem. Just get enough rest okay? And try contacting the secretary as well to let her know about your health status." Dana advised.

Amelia rolled her eyes. Did she really need to call the secret