Phil’s POV
The bullying didn’t start with Shawn.
“Hey.” A nudge. I blinked, turning to stare up into green eyes. There was no disguising the worry in his expression as his gaze flickered to the untouched food on my plate before moving back to me. “You should try to eat something.”
It didn’t start with Shawn at all—Shawn was just a sadistic, opportunist.
I nodded vacantly, eyes drifting back down to my sandwich.
My stomach churned uncomfortably at the sight of it.
How . . . do I eat after hearing that harrowing tale?
My eyes shifted to Theo’s half eaten plate. How is he eating right now?
“Phil?”
My bottom lip trembled. I know he saw it. Theo’s openly staring.
“He good?” Trey was asking.
“Looks kind of pale,” Mac muttered.
“W
