"What's wrong with you Miss?" Joyce asked quietly to Gina who hadn't touched her food in almost thirty minutes on the table.
Gina, who was thinking about her father's words last night, had lost her appetite. This morning when she woke up, Gina hoped that everything her father said last night was just a dream, but all of Gina's hopes were dashed when she read a message from her father asking her not to go anywhere today because a wedding dress designer would come home to measure her.
Thinking about her marriage to Diego brought tears to Gina's eyes, Joyce, who had been worried about seeing Gina not doing anything, panicked when she saw Gina shed tears.
"W-why are you crying, Miss?" asked Joyce frantically.
Instead of answering Joyce's question, suddenly Gina got up from her chair and stood up straight looking at Joye without opening her lips.
"Miss..."
"I want to be alone," Gina said softly, barely audible. "Do not bother me."
