Splash!
Valentino stood before the bathroom mirror, staring sightlessly at his reflection. The sound of running water drifted into his ears, but it wasn't enough to drown his thoughts.
How would he tell Nathan to eat the strawberries without sounding like he cared?
He scoffed, realising how ridiculous that was.
The boy's nauseated expression when he ate the meal earlier crossed Valentino's mind once again and he sighed.
He didn't know why it had bothered him.
The way he gagged but kept eating, as though he were forced to made his chest tighten.
Celyn would only cut the string if he was healthy, he thought as he prepared the fruits.
That was the only reason he was doing this.
But, the way he carefully examined each strawberry and washed them thoroughly, before placing them in
