Anya would remember this lesson for the rest of her life: never gorge yourself on fatty food and then down a huge, ice-cold milkshake after starving all day. The human stomach, it turns out, has its limits.
She could feel her stomach and throat lodging a serious protest.
So, at that critical moment, Anya forced herself to stop. She shot upright, using every ounce of her willpower to suppress the churning in her gut. Then, after flashing Li Wei a smile, she quickly pushed open the car door.
The cool breeze hit her as she stood by the car, and she felt a little better.
Unfortunately, the mood was already ruined.
'The end-scene music played in Anya's head. Today's whole production has been a complete disaster from start to finish, with an unsatisfactory beginning and an even worse end.'
"I... I'm tired," she said, lightly covering her mouth with her hand. "I'm going to head in now."
