“Anna, are you okay?” Anthony asked. His voice snapped her back to reality, and she blinked rapidly to clear her head.
“It’s nothing. We should go now,” she said quickly. He gave a small nod. When they reached the cafeteria, Anna moved through the line like a robot. She didn't even look at the food she was piling onto her tray. Her mind was spinning—why was Jake here? What could he possibly want?
“Are you sure you’re going to eat that?” Vincent asked, breaking her thoughts again. She looked down at her plate. It was a messy pile of mixed food that looked completely unappetizing. She forced an awkward laugh.
“It’s... good to try something new,” she said, trying to sound convincing.
“Oh, okay,” Vincent said with a shrug and a smile. They sat down at a table, but Anna just moved the food
