I froze.
Lily was sitting at the corner of the table, hunched over, eating quickly and nervously.
She clutched a large bowl, shoveling food into her mouth like she hadn’t eaten in days. Tears ran down her face as she wiped them away, glancing toward the door like she was afraid of being caught.
I frowned.
Why was she hiding?
I walked in and asked sharply, “Why are you eating like that in secret? What are you hiding this time?”
Lily jumped, dropping her spoon.
When she saw me, her face turned pale.
“H-honey… why are you home so early? I… I was just having lunch…”
I didn’t respond. I reached over and took the bowl from her.
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