Krystalina ~
“With the amount of food you intake every day… you will be a balloon in no time… not that you are any fit now. I would give you my fitness trainer’s contact, you need to work out...”
I bit my inner cheek, tears stinging my eyes. But I dared myself not to let them out, my throat tightened and I swallowed, once, twice, trying to push down the burn.
I pushed the pasta bowl away, suddenly it felt like shameful proof about me. I decided to stick with the vegetable soup only.
She is right. I can’t eat much, or I will become fat, and that means not looking pretty enough up to the standards of the Ashton family.
The soup tasted like nothing. Bland. I took small bites of vegetables while slurping the liquid, my throat aching with humiliation. My appetite lost.
I saw a familiar ha
