Lea’s father has told you, one of Lea’s old friends from upstate, to take care of Lea when you were in New York since he didn’t have the time to.

You did your best but Lea kept pushing you away until now. Her apartment building was getting inspected to get sold and she was still living in there until she had came to your house.

“I did eat.” Lea lied, her fingers beginning to pick at her nails and at her skin around her nails nervously out of habit.