I nearly choked on my food, staring at both of them wide-eyed, trembling as they stared at me with plain expressions. This wasn't happening, this wasn't happening, I told myself repeatedly, trying my best to contain my fear but it wasn't working.
“You're pale, love. Eat your food,” Devina said blankly, a hint of worry in her tone.
I nodded, nervously, raising the fork to my mouth, the content was slowly dropping out of the fork with how back I was trembling but I pretended it was normal, a million thoughts and worries racing through my head, rushing my tears to well up in my lids.
“You're shaking, love–”
“Don't you see I f*****g know that!?” I yelled, feeling my veins pop in my head, standing abruptly and hitting my clenched fists on the table in anger, “I know I'm f*****g pale just ex
