Looking at the pile of things, Amelia Wilson felt utterly indifferent, unable to muster any appetite.
"Sister Ava, I bought a lot of your favorite foods. Rose Madam said that during this time, you should eat whatever you want. This is a rare opportunity. When you go back to filming, you'll have to be careful with what you eat." Laura spoke thoughtlessly. "Look, there are potato chips, desserts, all sorts of meats you like. I even went to Nelson's Place to buy some roast pig's trotters. Smells good, right?"
In the past, when she felt sad and distressed, binge eating would bring her a temporary sense of relief. But now, even the most tantalizing foods couldn't entice her appetite.
"Laura, you eat them," she said, and without thinking, Amelia Wilson turned and left, shutting herself inside her room.
It seemed that only in this way could she feel some semblance of peace in her world.
Seeing Amelia Wilson still like this, Laura felt very sad.
