SERAPHINA"Stay," Dante ordered. And then, without a word, he reached across the table, took Sienna’s untouched fruit bowl, and ignoring her gasp, he set it in front of me. “Eat.” My hands trembled under the weight of everyone's gaze as I stared down at the slices of banana and apple. I didn’t move. I didn't have any appetite. I didn't want to eat. And even if I wanted to eat just to follow his order, I couldn't. Not without being rushed into emergency if I took even one bite. Oliver noticed that I hadn’t moved to eat. And this time, his voice was soft as he asked, “Why aren’t you eating?" Before I could answer, Sienna scoffed across the table, and with a mocking tone, she said, "Look at her. I doubt she eats anything healthy." Now once again every pair of eyes were back on me. Judging. Laughing. The air grew thick with insulting laughter and ridicule. Familiar giggles and whispers echoed around me. One of the players, I think his name was Kale, added, “Well, some of us like the
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