“Ella”
I looked up from the soup that was on the table in front of me to see Daniel staring at me intently as he hovered over his own bowl.
"Why are you not eating?" He asked.
I looked down at the untouched bowl in front of me that was no longer steaming and the clean spoon that was laid next to it.
"I guess I'm not hungry," I told him.
He sighed, dipping his spoon back into his own bowl.
"What's wrong?" He asked, giving me his full attention.
I looked around us at our audience, the busy kitchen where the chef and a few others were bustling their way around to prepare dinner for everyone else.
"Listen," Daniel said, "I understand that you're having a hard time..”
My head snapped back to face him and I leveled a glare.
"You understand?"I asked him. "You understand what it's like t
