I gradually got distracted by myself and zoned out of their conversation. I feel stupidly woozy and I don't even understand why. Not only my head is starting to throb but I feel shortness in my breath too. I wasn't like this earlier nor I noticed that I'm ill, it just happened like that.
Gwen was beside me and had noticed that I had gone mute. Like the thoughtful host that she is, she immediately realized that there was something wrong with me when I stopped responding.
"Nadia? Are you okay?" Her voice is low enough that only I could hear her so we wouldn't get the attention of the others.
I glanced at Gwen who was lowkey questioning me with her green eyes. She looked lovely today. With her normally red curly hair wildly tamed behind her, it was neatly braided into a bun. Her deep mauve dress complimented her very much and it suits her. She doesn't look like the same girl I bickered on in a cafe years ago. What a transformation...