When Damon came back to the dining room, he was angry. But when Bella looked at him, he smiled.
Feeling pressured, she tried to smile at him. But her lips rebelled against her, and a frown was the only expression she could come up with at that moment.
“You haven't touched your food,” Damon uttered, staring at the plate in front of her.
“I don't have an appetite,” Bella said with a bit of attitude.
“What's wrong with you!”
“It's not like I have an option to choose, and I decide to not feel like eating! I'm not hungry, okay?”
“You just got up, how can you not want food!”
“Do I not have a saying in this too! Are you going to take the food and shove it down my throat!”
Resting his hands on his hips, Damon took in a deep breath. Then he stared at Bella and said, “Come with me.”
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