I Can't Eat, so He Feeds Someone Else
Eventually, I braced myself against the counter, stood up, turned on the faucet, splashed water over my face, and looked at myself in the mirror.
My eyes were teary, my lips were pale, and my cheekbones had become far more prominent than they were half a year ago. I bent down, rummaged through the bottom drawer for a box of crackers, tore it open, and slowly chewed on two pieces.
I didn't want to eat at all. But I had to. I needed the strength to get through the day.
Nikolai returned after I had finished getting myself ready. He immediately noticed the thin layer of sweat on my forehead, and his expression darkened. He rushed up to me, crouched down in front of me, pressing his palm against
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