I'll Walk Away

Gael

“Okay… let’s have food first.” I picked up the plate I had left on her dresser earlier and brought it to her. Taking my shoes off, I sat on the bed facing her, legs crossed, and placed the plate between us.

“Eat,” I said. “We will talk.”

“I am not hungry,” she said. But her stomach growled.

“I know you cooked this meal,” I said. “Have some. Please.”

A blush rose to her cheeks and my heart war