I sat there unable to pick up my spoon as they were all eating. I can't believe they are going to make me want something that'll be harmful to me. I looked at the food again and sighed.

“Andra, you are yet to eat.” Anita said to me and picked her glass of juice. I noticed Aliya’s meal was different from what the others were saying. I looked at her face and sighed. I was trying not to make it too obvious.

“You can eat mine if you don't like yours.” Alya said tone and without waiting to hear what I have to say she picked my plate of food...