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Avalyn's POV

“Avalyn, it isn‘t that bad!” Georgia laughed as I stared at the green goop that had been given for me to eat.

“Do I have to eat that?” I replied, wide–eyed, as I let it drop from the spoon back into the bowl. I looked up at Rebecca and Georgia, bewildered at the amusement they found in the situation.

“Natalie said it‘s a protein pudding, and filled with nutrients—”

“Yeah, so is real food,” I protested in a voice only I could hear. I put the bowl down and picked up the orange juice sitting on the tray.

“Am I not allowed to have real food? Bacon, eggs, something.” Georgia burst into laughter again, shaking her head. “You‘d better listen, Becca. Avalyn is the pregnant one, and she knows what her body wants.”

It had been a few days since I had been locked down in my room, and I was going absolutely stir–crazy. I wasn‘t confined to my bed anymore, at least, but I was not tolerating the healthy menu that Natalie had me on.

“Georgia, don‘t encourage her. You know wh