Mirellie
After Eliza left, silence settled over the dining room again. I stared down at my plate for several seconds before slowly setting my fork aside. My appetite had disappeared somewhere between Calliope’s heartbreak and Evander’s complete inability to understand why heartbreak mattered.
Across from me, Evander stood first. “You’re done?”
I glanced down at the half-empty plate. “Yes.”
His eyes narrowed slightly as though considering whether to argue. Then, surprisingly, he didn’t.
“Good.”
I immediately became suspicious. Good? That was it? No lecture about nutrition? No demand that I finish enough food to feed an entire village? Maybe the Moon Goddess had finally taken pity on me.
“Come on.”
I sighed internally and pushed myself to my feet. This time, however, I followed him w
