FIFTEEN

Anya's Point of View

"What? Come on, Marcus!" I said. "Don't be stubborn and eat this," I added and moved the spoon near his mouth. Instead of taking it, he kept teasing me. I will admit, I am not used to this habit that Marcus kept showing to me. This side of him was far from the Marcus I know from the past. He is very playful.

"Is it forbidden for me to show my affection towards you?" he softly asked and turned his back on me. I looked at him and frowned, but a smile found its way to my lips. Marcus is cute when he's sulking.

"It's not like that, Marcus, but you have to eat," I said and put the spoon back on the bowl. "Your wound is healing, but you need to get stronger," I told him.

"Fine," he answered. He turned around and took the dish from me. He started eating the food I put on the bowl. After a few minutes, he finished the food and moved further away from me.