บท 91: A death rumor

"I swear if you pushed more food in my mouth, I will vomit everything I ate," Evangeline mumbled with her mouth full as Belle stuffed her mouth.

"Ohh, but how are you going to recuperate?" Belle asked, peeling more apples for her.

"Belle, I appreciate your concern. I really do. But the point is to make me fit, not make me look like a pregnant woman," Evangeline groaned as they sat in the canteen of their university.

It had been exactly twenty days since the incident happened and everyone had been treating Evangeline like a literal royalty, taking care of her health, and her meds, even going as far as doing her assignments.

Evangeline couldn't thank them enough for their help and care, but now things were going overboard with everything, especially Belle, who has for some reason made it her agenda to make her fat and full of charisma for her character.