#Chapter51

Willow

My eyes felt like lead weights as I pushed the remnants of the buttery noodles around on my plate, but my movements were sluggish and half-hearted at best. A yawn escaped from my mouth as I relinquished my hold on the utensil.

I had eaten a lot more than I thought could, more than I had in a long time, in fact. I supposed it was not surprising, seeing as I had eaten little since breakfast before, bright and early this morning with the two siblings.

Ronnie had thankfully suggested procuring a few snacks to munch on when we had talked with the other girls about the ball...