Nora's POV Chester wasn't convinced. He reached across the table and gently took my hand in his, his thumb rubbing comforting circles on my skin. "You know you can tell me anything, right?" he said softly.I nodded, feeling grateful for his understanding. "I know, Chester. It's just... a passing phase, I hope. I am fine, really."I picked up a fork and attempted to eat some of the breakfast that had been laid out for us. But to my dismay, it tasted like wet cardboard in my mouth. I couldn't bring myself to swallow a single bite. Frustration crept over me as I placed the fork down with an annoyed sigh.Chester watched me closely, his concern deepening. "Nora, you hardly touched your food," he remarked.I bit my lip and shook my head, not wanting to complain about the bizarre taste in my mouth. "I guess I'm just not that hungry," I said, trying to sound nonchalant.Chester's brow furrowed further, and his expression grew even more worried. "Nora," he said softly, "if something's bother
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