Lunchtime."What are you staring at me for?" Elijah frowned, looking at Marcia, who had been staring at him the whole time.Marcia shook her head. "Nothing."She then looked down, finished the last bit of salad, put her fork down, and smiled at him. "I'm done."Elijah gave her a satisfied glance. "Don't rush. Drink some more soup."Sometimes, Marcia couldn't help but wonder if Elijah thought of her as a pet—though not a cat or a dog, more like a pig!"I can't eat anymore," Marcia said, pointing to her round stomach, looking at him with a hint of pleading. "I already had pasta, and I finished the salad.""You're too thin," Elijah said, as he slowly sipped his soup, a disturbing, almost eerie way of drinking. He gently blew on the spoon, letting his lips touch the surface before swallowing the soup in one go, all the while staring at her unblinkingly. It wasn't concern—it felt more like a threat.The feeling was unbearable!Marcia shook her head quickly. "I've gained 5, no, 10 pounds!"
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