'Manger.' I held her gaze as she confusingly watched me.
'Meaning eat in french. Go on pet, eat.'
She shook her head, I could see the tears in her eyes threatening to spill. She was drained. Tired of this but I wasn't going to excuse her.
'Crawl to your breakfast and eat.' I spoke again, waiting for her to follow my instructions, she stayed put. Her eyes burned with rage, her bottom lip in between her teeth as she chewed out her anger.
'I guess you're not hungry. I guess you won't be hungry for another week.' I threatened as I walked towards the bowls and picked them up, before I got to the door to leave, she called out for me.
'Wait.. wait master.'
I could hear the conflict in her tone of voice. She didn't want to be starved again, she knew if she didn't eat I'd keep her hungry for
