After her brief work-out, Elizabeth remained lying down on the ground for a few minutes looking up at the ceiling. Her mind went off on its own tangent, revisiting memories of family members, friends, and past lovers. But no matter how much she longed to speak to any one of those people right there and then, she knew she was only setting herself up for disappointment. Sure it was nice to dream and hope of something better, but reality was usually cruel and unforgiving, and there was little one could do to stop it.
The negative thoughts festering in her mind manifested themselves by making Elizabeth physically ill. She once more fought the nausea that seemed to appear out of thin air. If she didn't know any better, she could have sworn she was pregnant. Back home, she would have made an appointment with her doctor as soon as possible, but here she only needed to go down to the infirmary to get some more pills, ironically enough the very same thing that made her sick to begin with.
Elizabeth figured she had enough time to make it down there to get her poison and return to her room before Josh was supposed to show up. Once she stepped outside, she didn't see him around so she headed down the hall as if she didn't have a care in the world. If putting up a facade didn't make her feel any better, then at least it would make others believe she was in a chipper mood.
The negative thoughts festering in her mind manifested themselves by making Elizabeth physically ill. She once more fought the nausea that seemed to appear out of thin air. If she didn't know any better, she could have sworn she was pregnant. Back home, she would have made an appointment with her doctor as soon as possible, but here she only needed to go down to the infirmary to get some more pills, ironically enough the very same thing that made her sick to begin with.
Elizabeth figured she had enough time to make it down there to get her poison and return to her room before Josh was supposed to show up. Once she stepped outside, she didn't see him around so she headed down the hall as if she didn't have a care in the world. If putting up a facade didn't make her feel any better, then at least it would make others believe she was in a chipper mood.