Noah POV
I could see the helplessness in Casey's eyes, even though she was trying to play it cool. The guilt was eating her up, and it was making me seriously uncomfortable. I held out my good hand, it was a bit of a struggle, to be honest. The pain was still gnarly, but I hate being pitied. I hate looking weak.
"You're doing too much," I said, taking the food from her.
She just stared at me, waiting for me to take a bite. Her look was soft, but it made me feel super intimidated. So, I dug in. Food isn't a big deal to me. I'm not picky, I just eat to kill the hunger. I put a spoonful in my mouth and started chewing. Suddenly, something just hit me. My eyes went wide as I kept chewing. It had been so long since I'd tasted something like this. Simple home cooking that instantly gave me f
