I felt something stuck in my throat as if something was surging up from my stomach. I tried hard to suppress the discomfort.
Seeing me motionless, Damon called out to me again, "Come on, let's eat. Aren't you hungry?"
Without replying. I quickly dashed toward the bathroom.
I tried to muffle my sounds, using the noise of flushing to cover up the sound of vomiting. It made me feel miserable.
When I came out of the bathroom, Damon was waiting for me at the door.
"Are you nuts? You even follow me to the bathroom?" I got a bit scared and pretended to yell at him.
Damon's face instantly darkened, and he replied coldly. "Go eat. I'm leaving now"
I wanted him to leave as soon as possible, so I kept silent. As soon as he was out of sight, I tossed away the salmon he had cooked.
The rest of the dishes were to my liking, and I gobbled them all up.
After cleaning up the table, I went downstairs to throw away the trash.
