[~♠CORAL♠~]

A knock came through the door before it was pushed open. Kiara, my best-friend stood at the threshold, a small wooden tray in her hand.

“I brought you some sandwich.” She smiles softly at me.

“I’m not hungry.” I mutter, leaning deeper against my knee, I draw my blanket tightly over my body.

Kiara sighs, stepping into the room. She drops the tray on the bed-side table and takes a spot on the bed, beside me.

“Come on Coco, you need to eat. You can’t keep doing this to yourself. You’re making me worried.”

“I’m fine.” I whisper, resting my head on my knee. My red hair curtains my...