I took a deep breath, exhaled slowly, and began to smell the scent of eucalyptus oil on the tissue, bit by bit. I did it intentionally because the rose scent in this room was so torturous. When I came back after lunch, my stomach was churning. I felt like vomiting, but I held it in. I chose to rub my nose with my damp fingers that had the eucalyptus oil.

I rubbed the back of my hands, my neck, and even my throat with the oil. Also, the tip of my pointed nose. Can I ask Krystal to change the scent? But I wouldn't dare say that to her.

"Anya,...