Faye – POV
Tristan entered the room with food, interrupting my train of thought. I realized I hadn't eaten in what felt like days, three or maybe four, I wasn't sure. "You need to eat, Faye," he urged. "It's been five days," he added coldly. "Starving yourself as an act of resistance, going hungry and weak, is foolish."
A growl of hunger echoed in my stomach, and I felt a wave of shame, only to hear Tristan chuckle at my predicament.
"How about this, my Luna," Tristan proposed. "If you eat and behave, I will tell you about Mae and your mother. The secret is eating you up, isn't it?" His words made me narrow my eyes in suspicion. Was this a ploy, baiting me to comply with his wishes?
"You can choose to stay here and torture yourself with hunger," he continued, his tone firm. "I won't co
