Anna carefully push open the door to Aista's room. She came with a tray with a cup of warm honey tea and plate of toasted bread with strawberry jam on the side. In another small plate was a mix of clean, peeled, and sliced fruits. Getting closer to the bed, Anna noticed closed puffed eyes of Aista. She sighed, heart tight with pain for what the little girl mist have gone through.
Thinking of whether or not to wake her up, she decided to leave the tray at the bedside table. If anything, the little girl needed to rest. She went back out of the room silently in order to avoid awaking the little girl.
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Aista woke up after a few minutes, feeling slightly better. She weakly sat up and looked around for something to drink. Her throat felt parched from the continous crying. At her bedside, she was relieved to find a cup of tea.
She clumsily brought the cup closer to her mouth and was pleasantly surprised by the sweet herbal taste of the tea. It smoothly went down her throat, reliving it from its dryness. The tea did not burn her, it was perfectly warm. Aista, without thinking, finished the cup of tea and looked on to the rest of the thinkers on the tray.
Aista did not feel particularly hungry initially, however, the cup of tea piqued her hunger. Aista did not feel that she could stomach the bread and thus looked towards the plate of fruit. Taking the delicate fork placed besides the plate in her hand, she tentatively chose a piece of strawberry. The strawberry we sweet and juciy. It was wonderful!
Aista looked forward to the other fruits on the plate. Aista, took and bite of eat fruit and savored it until she finally gained back her appetite.
Finishing the plate of fruit, Aista spread jam on the piece of toast. The jam was perfectly sweet and fruitful. The piece of toast was perfectly buttered and each bite was crisp and delectable.
Aista surprised herself by finishing all the food that was presented to her. After happily sighing, she finally felt energized enough to stand and look around the room.