(Author's POV)
"Slow down, slow down, Myra~ ... the soup is still hot," Sandra said to Myra as she was chugging down her soup.
"She is getting late for her morning class," Wendy answered on Myra's behalf. Then she shifted her focus to Myra and asked, "By the way, sis, why are you wearing such thick specs?"
Myra started having a fit of cough when she heard Wendy's question. Yelena patted her back soothingly. After feeling a little easier, she answered, "My eyes are a little swollen today."
"Now that you said it, your face looks a little puffy today. It is not an allergic reaction, right? Did you have something with excessive sesame? Let's go to the doctor for a checkup. I will talk to your professor," Sandra became concerned.
"Mom, mom. Chill. It is not my allergies. It is because I overslept," Myra assured her.
"Are you sure? Your lips look swollen, too. And your neck, it seems you have rashes," William pointed out.
