Achoo—
After sneezing, perhaps because she had been crouched down for too long, Emily Walker felt a heaviness in her body when she rose, dragging her leaden steps as she left the apartment.
Deep into the night, seeing that her daughter had not yet returned, Angela became even more anxious as she sat waiting in the living room. Only when she heard the front door open did she jump up in alarm and look toward its direction.
"Camila!" Upon seeing her return, Angela stood up and walked over, only to discover her daughter's body was ice cold and her complexion off, which scared her terribly.
"Camila, what's wrong with you?" She extended her hand, carefully checking her daughter's body and found that her clothes were all wet.
Camila lifted her heavy eyelids, glanced at her mother, then shook her head, "I might have caught a chill from the shower. I'm going upstairs to bathe."
At this moment, all she wanted was a hot bath!
