You had seemed...sadder. Sevika picked up on it quickly, how you were eating less, the way you kept trying to hide your body from her, how you avoided every mirror in the house.

Sevika sighed as she looked over at you on the sofa, your body engulfed by an oversized sweater with a throw blanket covering your legs.

You looked...pale, and that worried her.

She walked over to you, pulling up a chair infront of you before she spoke. "Tell me what's wrong" She demaned.