NATALIA
I returned to our table, walking slower than I should. My steps were quiet, but I knew that he was well aware of me. I wasn’t even fully seated yet when I saw him tense up. His shoulders stiffened as if he was bracing for impact. He probably heard everything, even the conversation with the old lady, and knew the human was right.
Unfortunately, we can’t dwell in silence forever. I sat without saying anything and started eating the food I had barely touched earlier.
It wasn’t out of hunger, really. I know that my body is hungry. I needed to eat to replenish my strength and heal better, but I don’t think anyone would have an appetite for what I’ve been through.
Still, I continued eating. I needed something to do to fill the heavy silence between us. All of the food, coffee include
