"I'll not marry you, NO WAY IN HELL." I yelled and slammed my hand on the table, everyone in the café looked at me.
He just smirked and got up from his seat, stepped towards me and came closer to my ear, "Well guess what? You don't get to decide th...
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I stepped inside my room and took a deep breath. i finally felt relieved because now i was all alone. My social anxiety is not so bad now like it used to be but still it's not gone.
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I put my stuff on the table and went to take a shower.
Even while showering i was only thinking about tomorrow. I tried to convince myself not to overthink and that everything is going to be fine. I even thought at some point that i was worrying in vain, but then again...what if.
After taking a shower i changed into my night dress and went to the bed. I was just getting comfortable in the sheets when someone knocked the door.
"Lynn, i'm coming in." I heard Zavier's voice.
He entered with a plate in his hand. Gosh no.
"You were planning to sleep without having dinner again? Well sorry to break it to you but that's not happening." He knew what I was up to.
"I don't want to eat, I am not hungry at all."
"Lynn."
"I swear i don't have an appetite."
"Please. Just a little bit."
"Uhhh, Fine okay."
He came and sat ok the bed, facing me and handed me the plate.
I stared at food.
Food stared at me.
"I am sure you won't be pleased if i feed you with my hands, forcefully."
I glared at him and started taking small bites.
I couldn't eat at all, with every bite, the feeling of throwing up kept increasing. I ate a small portion and then said "I'm full, please don't ask me to eat more or i'll throw up right on you."
