Bruno’s point of view
I sat at the edge of the bed and stared at her, I couldn’t take my eyes off her. She stayed curled in on the bed, folded herself like the fetus of a baby. I hated that position and I hated the fact that I recognized it, I wish I could know whatever was going on in her head. At this point, I wish Diego was here, she would never have been mine if Diego was alive.
“Kai will bring food.” I said in a commanding tone. “And you’re going to eat.” I added, her head lifted slowly.
“You can’t force hunger into me,”
“No, I can’t. But I can actually keep you alive long enough for it to come back.”
She sighed, taking in a deep breath.
“Can you stop trying to be nice, I mean where’s the mean Bruno?”
“I’m not trying to be nice, I am just fulfilling my responsibilities.
