ANASTASIA'S POV "Hey, did you eat?" I ask lowly."I didn't have time, I'll get some later-""Here," I interrupt, lifting my fork, "Have some." He looks at the fork."No, I made fit for you, I'll eat something at the house.”"Eat some," I insist. "My hand is tired, hurry up."He licks his lips, staring at the fork. I roll my eyes, urging the fork forward. He bends down, taking a bite, his eyes on mine.I look away."Thank you," he says lowly."It's just one bite. That's not eating, c'mon, you get half, I get half."He sits down beside me, and we share the plate.He smiles smally."I'm not doing this cause I like you," I say lowly, putting another forkful of food in his mouth. "It's only right, since you got up earlier and fixed me something."He says nothing, eating what I give him.I hand him my cup. "Here, drink some juice."He takes the cup, drinking half of it.We sit there, the plate clean, awkwardly.Damn it, I could've just gotten another fork and plate. I didn't have to feed h
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