Married to my enemy

poisoned

Ariana's pov

I was on my bed when I heard a knock.
Come in I said to the person, it was the servant holding a plate of food on a tray.

Ma'am you didn't come down for lunch, so I taught you were unwell and  brought you some food

Oh, I'm fine. I just didn't feel like coming downstairs but since you brought the food then I will eat it. It smells good

Thank you ma'am.

Alright then, thank you. You can go now.

The servant nodded and went.

I went to my desk and placed the food on it. I sat down to eat.

Mm, this food is delicious. After about thirty minutes I was done.

I called the servant to come pick the plate.
After that I went to lay down on my bed.

After an hour my tummy was acting up. I taught maybe I needed to use the restroom. But it was getting intense.

I couldn't get out of bed...I picked my phone and called an ambulance.

They asked for my address and they said they will be there in twenty minutes.
I said ok but be fast I said breathing heavily.

I crawled from the floor to the door but my hand couldn't reach the door knob.

I stayed behind the door I couldn't even talk anymore, I felt like I'm about to die. I just knew Lorenzo must have been the one to poison me because if not him then who? Does he actually hate me to this extent?

After ten minutes of struggling I became unconscious, I didn't know what happened after that.

I opened my eye and I was in the hospital. My parents were the first people I saw when I woke up.

Oh my goodness, my Angel.
How are you feeling? Said my dad.

I-I'm fine, dad

How did you get poisoned? My mother asked

Mom let not worry about that.

We shouldn't worry? What if we lost you, mom said sobbing.

But I'm fine in the end. Mom I promise to take care of myself properly and not make you worry.

She was quite for a couple seconds before saying "fine" do whatever you want.

Mommm, I said pouting.

Ok ok. I will let this slip but if it happens again then I will do something about it

Yes mom.

Just then Lorenzo's parents and Lorenzo came in....how are you doing my dear? Said Lorenzo's mom.

Quote: the tragedy of life is not death, but what we let  die inside of us while we live.