CHAPTER SEVENTY EIGHT: MISERABLE

As Sarah woke up one morning in her cozy apartment, she noticed a strange pattern emerging in her daily routine. Lately, she had been oversleeping, struggling to drag herself out of bed even after a full night’s rest. It was unlike her to feel so fatigued, and she couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off. As she stumbled into the kitchen to make herself a cup of coffee, Sarah couldn’t help but notice the persistent cravings that had been plaguing her for the past few days. Suddenly, the thought of a steaming plate of pancakes smothered in syrup seemed irresistible, despite the fact that she had never been much of a breakfast person. Confused by her sudden appetite for comfort food, Sarah brushed it off as stress or perhaps just a passing phase. But as the days turned into weeks and her cravings only seemed to intensify, she couldn’t ignore the nagging feeling that something more was going on. One evening, as she sat alone in her apartment, Sarah’s thoughts turned to the pos