Lena watched quietly as Evelyn pushed food around her plate. Not eating. Just… moving it. She sighed, reached into her purse, and pulled out a compact mirror. “Eve.” Evelyn didn’t look up. "Take a good look at yourself."

That got her attention. Evelyn frowned, but took the mirror anyway, and flipped it open. The moment her reflection came into view, she stiffened. Her own face stared back—pale, hollow, dark circles carved beneath her eyes. Her cheeks looked thinner than she remembered, and her lips were cracked from days of crying.

Her eyes widened for a moment, then slowly dimmed. "See?" Lena set the mirror aside. "I don't know what's going...