Zachary's pov
" This is not done Zach, not eating food will not help."
I look up at Emerald literally pleading me but I wasn't feeling like eating. Sighing I just close my eyes and rest my arm on my eyes.
" Persistence never works on me Em. Just let me sleep."
" You haven't eaten anything since the last two days. Do you want to starve to death?"
Maybe I do. It's surprising but having not eaten anything, I feel a little better. Either way, how does it matter. Whatever I eat ends up getting rejected by my stomach anyways.
At least I don't have to rush to the washroom every hour to vomit out.
My silence made her sigh. Her warm fingers brush my freezing face and she crouched down to settle beside me.
" I am with you through all thick and thin Zach. You know it right?"
I lower my hand
