Strength in the Scars

Cal's POV:

We stay wrapped up like that for a long time, bathed in the quiet safety of his arms, until he gently shifts. "How about we get you something to eat? You haven't had anything solid in almost a week."

I slowly pull away from the comfortable warmth of his embrace. My mind tries to process the idea of food. I don't really feel a typical hunger—my stomach is mostly a dull, hollow void—but