"You need to eat."
Raina clenched her fist around her fork and glowered at Mateo who was sitting to her left at the head of the table. It'd been nearly a week since her kidnapping. The most she'd gotten out of her captor was his name and that they were waiting for her mother to arrive. She had gleaned a hell of a lot more all by herself, since Mateo's default setting seemed to be silence, even though she taunted him and pushed him at every opportunity.