“What’s wrong, Seren?”

Zachary noticed something was wrong with her and quickly walked over. He sat down on the edge of the bed, reached out to tug her body, and asked with concern, “Are you feeling unwell?”

“My stomach hurts.”

“Your stomach? Are you bloated because you ate too much during supper?”

Serenity glared at him.

“No? Then why does your stomach hurt?”

Serenity rolled over and turned her back to him. “You won’t understand. I’ll be fine if I lie down and bear with it for a while.”