After a long soak in the tub I emerge from the bathroom to find all of my favourite foods littering the dressing table.
"You need to eat. I can't remember the last time you ate anything" Samuel scolds "that baby in there needs all the food it can" he says crossing his arms and nodding towards the dressing gown table.
"Thanks" I mumble. I have been so worried about getting Jason back, I completely forgot about eating. Not that I have wanted to with the nausea that comes and goes.
I grab a few raspberries and head to the closet to pull on my comfiest pair of pajamas. Once I'm dressed I sit on the edge of the bed until I'm pulled to my feet and ordered to get more food to eat. I roll my eyes. "I'm not that hungry" I try to barging with him but he is so unreasonable. "Fine" I say looking
