Maxten's POV
"Eat your breakfast." I growled at Lyla. I was starving, and she had to be as well. We may have eaten dinner last night, but we also burned a lot of calories, and she couldn't afford to lose any.
"I'm not starving."
"I don't care. I want you to eat half of that. We need to get your appetite up, and you need to gain some weight."
"Most men complain when women are too fat. I've never heard of a man complaining that a woman was too skinny."
"Ya, well you are, now eat."
I watched as she continued to push food around on her plate. She took the tiniest bites and moved food around to look like she had eaten. I cleaned my plate, and I counted her five bites she took before dropping her napkin over her plate and I could see the hopeful look in her eyes that I hadn't seen
