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Chapter 61: I Read It All Wrong

Author: Ariana Stones
last update Last Updated: 2024-12-28 13:16:55

Emma.

All I heard was the soft slinking of spoon against the fancy plates I dropped on the table.

It was morning and again, I dropped breakfast for him, this time, I was punctual.

But something strange happened, Roger told me to have breakfast with him.

I didn't want to. I didn't know what having breakfast with him meant. But he wasn't going to take no for an answer so I sat down to the fish and mashed potatoes I had made. I had to say, I was becoming quite a good cook.

“You haven’t eaten much,” he said. I could hear the concern in his voice despite how cold he tried to sound.

I pushed a piece of fish around my plate, keeping my eyes down. “I’m not that hungry,” I replied.

Roger leaned forward slightly with a frown on his face. “Emma, you need to take care of yourself. You’re not doing the baby any favors by skipping meals.”

“I’m fine,” I said quickly, forcing a small smile. “Really, I’m fine.”

He didn’t look convinced. His piercing eyes seemed to see through me, and for a
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