“You haven’t eaten anything,” Logan noted from across the counter and I just shrugged.
I had another nightmare again and honestly food is the last thing on my mind right now. I really want to tell Logan about them but I know he’s going to just blame it on stress but there is something real about those dreams.
“Earth to Charlotte,” Logan said snapping his fingers in front of my face and I blinked up at him, “You should eat something.”
“It’s alright,” I shrugged ignoring the frown growing on his face, “I’m not hungry.”
“That’s bullshit,” he said, “You didn’t eat anything at all yesterday. What is going on?”
“Nothing; I’m fine,” I lied, “Can we drop this? I thought we had somewhere to be.”
“We’re not leaving here until you eat something,” he said and I narrowed my eyes at him, “You can look at me like that all you want but my decision stands.”
“I can’t,” I said softly and he shrugged.