Chapter 11

Charlotte POV:

I could feel his heated stares as I stuffed my face with a breakfast burrito. I savored every bite of season, juicy ground beef, melted shredded cheese, fresh lettuce, bites of baked chicken, some sort of sauce, that was all wrapped up in a soft tortilla. I think I'm stuffing my sixth one into my mouth. I couldn't remember the last time I've eaten this much. I couldn't remember the last time I've eaten before being kidnapped.

Eating was a rare privilege that was given to me. I wasn't aloud to eat without his permission. No matter where I went, which wasn't a lot of places. Not at home, not on the rare chances where I had to leave home with him, I wasn't aloud to eat at school either. Not much because of him not allowing me to. It was more of them refusing to feed a fat, disgrace like me.

"Baby?" I peered up, mouth stuffed as I waited for Theós to continue. "Were you ever fed before we found you?"

I shrugged with a swallow.

His eyes narrowed, "Use your words baby."

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