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

Vi 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 Vi.

She walked over to you, taking a seat next to you before she spoke. "Cupcake, what's going on?" She asked.