Natasha Astrid’s POV
The day seemed to fly by whenever I was with Jacob. I had to head back to my family’s house again. I was not in the mood to see them, but I had no choice but to go. I enjoyed Jacob’s guest house so much, and at this point, I was sure I would be going back to my family house. That was nothing but a nightmare for me.
“Don’t play with your food, Natasha.”
I looked up at Jacob sitting across from me. He was seriously eyeing the food I couldn’t bring myself to eat.
We chose that place for breakfast because it was close to our village, making it convenient for me to head home.
“I don’t feel like eating.” I put down my spoon and fork and leaned back on the couch I was sitting on.
“Eat your food, Natasha,” Jacob insisted, but I just shook my head.
I didn’t feel like eat
