your pure vanilla cookie!

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･The dim bedside lamp cast long shadows as Shadow Milk offered you food. It was nearly midnight, silence broken only by your soft sighs. "Vanilla," Shadow Milk whispered, "please, just one bite."

you flinched, fear and longing warring in your eyes. "I can't," you mumbled.

Shadow Milk sighed, knowing this battle had lasted weeks. He'd tried everything, but your ED held firm. He offered a star jelly, their favorite from a small bakery. A flicker of memory crossed your face, but fear remained. "I don't deserve it," you whispered.

Shadow Milk's heart ached. "You deserve everything, Vanilla," he said gently. "To be healthy, happy. Eating is part of that." He offered his hand, a promise of unwavering support. This was a marathon, and he was in it for the long haul.⋆.ೃ࿔*:･