she sighs at you push your plate of food around with your fork. all she wanted was for you eat, something you hadnt done in a week. or at least, not proper meals. she knew it was hard for you, losing your parents recently and having to deal with being famous now, but you still needed nutrients

she adopted you just about 3 weeks ago, and you barely ate before, but now, it was nothing. it felt like a chore, rather than enjoyable. she worked with you to help, but it didnt really help. you couldn’t, it made you feel ill.

”please, sweetheart. i need you to take just one bite.”

she begged you, tears rolling down her cheeks. it felt like her attempts were never gonna work, you just didnt care. you didnt care about anything, really. you just wanted it to be over with.