Red Ink
"Sai, you need to eat to have strength. Come on."
With that, Sai slowly walked with the help of Clara to the table and sat gently in her seat. Her hands were shivering but she clasped them together, closing her eyes and praying for courage.
Clara opened the plates and arranged a smoked duck on spaghetti and sauce before her and went ahead to eat -- just then, the door opened.
...the presence of that man's intense stare swept over the room. Even though Sai didn't turn back, she could feel his stare at the back of her neck, she slowly dropped the fork of spaghetti that was going to her mouth and swallowed a big gulp of saliva.