Chapter 91

Elodie’s POV

By the time the third morning rolled around, my stomach had turned into a restless knot again.

I could breathe fine, but every inhale felt shallow. Mom kept glancing at me across the table, trying to act casual while watching every bite I took.

“You’ll do well,” she said, tapping her spoon against her bowl. “You’ve always been good with presentations.”

I pushed my oatmeal around a li