Malik
I stepped back and called out Destiny’s name, giving them time to separate. I didn’t want them to know I knew they were a bunch of fakers.
When I walked in, Destiny was sitting at the table. Her head down. I saw she was wiping her eyes so I walked over and stood next to her.
“Destiny,” I started to say.
“I don’t want to talk about what I walked in on right now. I just want to eat,” she whispered.
Before I could say anything, Matt brought her plate and his to the table and sat down right next to her. Silas sat down on her other side, leaving a seat across from them open.
“Why are you two sitting with us this morning?” I asked.
“I asked them to,” Destiny said.
“Where’s my breakfast?” I asked.
“I put it on the counter,” Destiny said quietly.
I looked over, and there was the pl
