Cameron's POV;
I turn to look at Tessa in the vehicle as we're heading home in utter silence, and she looks lost in thought. I stare down at her hands and see her messing with her fingers. She keeps running her thumbs over each other, and this is a clear indicator that something is wrong.
I've known Tessa since childhood, and this is a thing she rarely did. She only did it when she was nervous, or scared. I thought she'd have dropped it in the past. But apparently, it's something she still does.
I look up at her face, and she looks petrified and in space. It's obvious that she has spaced out as if living a memory again. I'm worried about her. She's barely eaten in the past few days and she keeps looking weaker. As stubborn as she is, her stubbornness will not save her. She needs to eat.
