It had been two weeks since your grandmother passed away, a person you loved more than your parents and the person who had supported you the most in your entire life.

You had stopped eating since then, causing a bad habit of eating problems.

You were only 16 years old and your boyfriend, Simon, always forced you to eat.

Currently you were both at Simon's house, 'eating'. "Baby, please, you have to eat something." Simon said, worried, with the spoon with food in his hand.