"Mom..." Eve Sherman sighed helplessly, "Please don't let Wyatt Crawford hear this, he'll be upset. My relationship with him is purely a revolutionary friendship. You really shouldn't use your narrow-minded thinking to define him."
"Got it, got it."
Cecilia Morgan nodded, "But I noticed you've lost quite a bit of weight recently."
"Exactly, you're not eating well. No matter what tasty food I make for you, you only eat a little. Do you have something on your mind?"
At this, Skye Sherman also chimed in.
Eve Sherman was startled, "No, I just feel my stomach is uncomfortable lately, and I've been thinking about losing weight, so I'm eating less."
"Winter is almost here, yet you're not putting on weight? What's with the diet? I'll cook lunch personally today, and you need to eat properly and eat more!"
Cecilia Morgan said, patting her shoulder, then turned to head to the kitchen.
Eve Sherman finally breathed a sigh of relief.
