Eliàn;
I swallow the food in my mouth, and when I look up, Alana quickly looks away. She was staring at me. Probably thinking something about me too.
She must be tired of me. But the only reason she hasn't said she wants to leave again is because she knows I won't let her go.
"What is it?"
I question and she shakes her head as she raises another scoop of rice to my mouth.
"Nothing…" She replies, and I can see through the lie crystal clear.
I take the scoop of food from her and as I chew, she sighs.
I remain silent, and then she looks at me again. Harder this time…
"Ala…"
"Did you grow up with parents?" She questions, and I pause. I raise a brow at the absurdity of the question, and she looks away with genuine confusion and curiosity on her face.
