Seraphina's POV
Dinner time crept up on me without warning.
One moment I was sitting on my bed, staring at the wall and pretending not to listen to Ashleigh complain about the food, and the next, the room was full of movement, the sound of the girls getting out of bed, bags being grabbed, and voices overlapping as my roommates got ready to head to the dinner hall.
"Coming or not, sick girl? I might not like you very much, but you just got out of the hospital, which means you should be taking care of yourself so you don't end up dying on us," Liana said in a very unpleasant tone, while already being halfway out the door.
"In a bit," I said automatically, determined not to let her get to me since I had more important things to worry about.
Thankfully, she didn't try to push it to get a reaction out of me, and within seconds, the room was empty, the door shutting behind them with a soft click that left me alone with my thoughts.
