All of a sudden, I felt emotional.
Damn it.
My weird body was reacting again, threatening to make me cry over nothing.
"Aaa!" I heard him.
I looked at him, my eyes slightly moist. He was holding a spoonful of soup toward me.
"Aaa," he repeated, softer this time, smiling like I was a stubborn child he needed to coax.
I opened my mouth finally, and he fed me.
"Good girl," he praised, warm enough to melt the rest of the heaviness inside my chest.
"You should eat as well," I said quickly, grateful for the distraction from the sudden emotions.
"How was your day? What did you do?" he asked, having his own spoonful.
"Just as usual," I replied. "I spent time with Raven, and… Liam came to check on me."
He looked at me instantly, his hand pausing halfway to his mouth. "What did he say?"
"He said to wait for the test results," I told him.
"When will it be?"
"I'm not sure."
"I'll ask him myself," he said, as if it wasn't even up for discussion.
