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Mia refused breakfast lunch and even dinner. The elderly woman would bring the food and take the old one away. She didn't say anything, didn't ask her why her food was untouched.

Mia wasn't going on a hunger strike. She'd tried eating something but the moment the strong smell of the food reached her nose, she would rush off to the

The next morning, William came personally with the elderly woman. She placed the tray on the table in the room and bowed, leaving them. “Are you ...