POV: JASMINE
Steam curled in the air as I stepped out of the shower, my damp skin prickling against the evening chill. I reached for a towel, rubbing it over my hair with slow, careful motions, but even that felt like too much effort.
The dizziness I felt some days ago only got worse. But I could swear it was from the fact that I had only eaten once in two days.
Usually, I could go two–sometimes three days without food if I had to. But this time, it was different. My body wasn't just tired, it felt drained like life itself was slowly bleeding out of me.
I swallowed hard, willing it away. Maybe it was just the exhaustion. Maybe I needed water. Maybe I just needed to lie down.
Maybe…
I blinked hard, steadying myself against the sink. My reflection in the mirror looked paler than usual, dark smudges under my eyes boldly highlighting the exhaustion I refused to acknowledge.
I took a breath that didn't help, pressing my palm against my forehead as I exited the bathroom.
