Renée's POV:
The next morning I woke up not feeling well again. I put my hand to my forehead to feel if I had a fever or not and I didn't. I slowly sat up and put my feet over the edge of the bed. I put my hand to my stomach that was feeling uneasy.
"Come in." I called to however was at the door.
One of the maids walked in carrying a tray of breakfast. It consisted of pancakes, bacon and toast. She set it on the table next to the bed beside me.
"Good morning ma'am. Sir wanted you to have a special breakfast for your birthday." She smiled and then walked out of the room.
The smell of the food traveled to my nose and it immediately made me nauseous. I ran to the bathroom and threw up in the toilet. I flushed the toilet and stood up and went to the sink to r
