Violet 

Sebastian rubbed his hand over his head, fingers dragging through his messy hair as he let out a low groan. The stress was written all over his face, his brows furrowed, lips pressed tight, eyes darting everywhere but at me.

I sighed softly and picked up a slice of apple with the fork, poking it lightly before holding it out in front of him. “Here.” 

He looked at me blankly for a moment before opening his mouth like a sulky child. I placed the apple in, and he chewed slowly, still frowning.

Another sigh.

I rolled my eyes a little and poked another apple slice, this time nudging it...