Khloe's P.O.V.
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"You ready to eat?" Drzej asked me when I finally came out of the room.
I plastered a huge smile on my face as I made my way to my seat.
"Famished." I lied.
Honestly, after Andrzej yelled at me like that, I'm not hungry at all. Just the thought of eating everything on my plate is making me nauseous. Still, I have to.
Andrzej is right after all. I need to eat and stay hydrated. Maybe I can even take a nap after this. That would buy me some time.
I grabbed my fork, and stabbed my eggs. I took a huge bite, and struggled to chew and swallow. God, this tastes like sawdust in my mouth.
Did Andrzej's words really have that big of an effect on me? All of that talk about how strong I am, and look how fast I unravel. I'm pathetic honestly.
