"Is pretending to be sick so that you can skip your classes worth skipping breakfast?" Harold asked, surprising her.
"Beth! That bitch! She came to you, didn't she?" Alicia hissed in annoyance, standing up abruptly from the bed.
The sides of Harold's lips twitched in amusement, but he made sure to hide it from her. How she could switch from sick and dying to this in one moment was something he needed to study.
"You haven't answered my question," Harold reminded her with his hands behind him. When Beth mentioned to him that his bride was faking her illness, he partially believed her, but he kept his doubts because he knew how much she loved food. He was surprised to see that she had actually given up food just so she wouldn't have to attend the classes. Did she hate the classes that much?
"Those classes are stupid, and Beth is even more annoying! I can't stand her!" Alicia said, irritably.
