Chapter 34
- Anastacia sat by the dining table, taking tiny bits from her toast as she stared blankly ahead. Her father, who was sitting at the opposite side of the table, watched her quietly as she played with her food before taking another tiny bite.
- "Don't you like it?" He asked her and she looked at him.
- "Oh no. I do." She replied even when she kept playing with the French toasts on her plate.