Third Person's Narrative;
"Come, sweetheart. You have to eat something. I made your favourite... "Mrs Peterson says as she holds a spoon of Mac and cheese up to Tessa's mouth, and Tessa looks away.
"I've told you, Mrs. P. I'm not hungry. "She replies as she gets off the bed and heads over to a window beside her bed.
She stares blankly at the yellow, glowing moon in the dark night, and she hears the sound of her bedroom door opening and closing. She thinks Mrs. P has left, but the voice she hears next shocks her.
"Has she eaten? "Cameron's voice questions and Tessa shuts her eyes.
Throughout today, all she's seen in Cameron's eyes and actions was care. Pure, true, care for her. She saw no competition, pretence, or lies. Which makes her wonder.
She has been horrible to him for as long
