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“I split it equally,” I say when my father looks at me with disdain again.
He grumbles. “Well, I’m hungry.”
My lip twitches. I am too.
“Do you even know what I went through?” he asks, chewing on one of them. “I was tied down and beaten for days.”
He doesn’t seem to even remotely care to ask me how I was treated as he continues shoveling them inside. So I take what’s mine and jump back on the bed, eating as fast as possible before he tries to steal some away from me.
Hunger makes one do strange things.
When everything’s gone, all that’s left is dessert. And we both eye it like hungry vultures.
“You had the meat,” I mutter.
He raises his brow. “So? You had the broccoli.”
“I’m your daughter,” I say through gritted teeth.
Does he even care?
Suddenly, he chucks the little container at me. “Fine. Have it. Ungrateful little kid.”
I frown and stare at it, refusing to take the lid off. Even if it tasted like a bite out of heaven’s clouds, it still wouldn’t manage to erase the sour aftertaste of his inability to care about his daughter’s needs.
All I am to him is a burden. Something annoying that gets in his way.
And I can’t believe I never saw it before when we still lived under one roof.
I lie down in the bed and place the container on the nightstand.
“Aren’t you going to eat it?” my father asks as he sits in the chair.
“I’m saving it for later.”
“What a waste,” he grumbles.
A waste.
That’s how he’s always seen it.
How he’s always treated me.
So I sigh and grab the chocolate, ripping off the lid just so I can spoon it out with my finger. Not because it’s a waste to let it sit, or because I’m so damn hungry I can’t resist … but because I refuse to let him ruin this too.
The taste is delicious and everything I expected it to be. And it almost makes me cry.
I wish Beast could have a bite.
I wish I could let him know I was safe.
And I wish I could just … hold him tight.
As tears well up in my eyes, I put down the cup and slide underneath the blanket, throwing my head down onto the pillow so I don’t have to think about it anymore.
But even if I let my mind wander as I fall into a deep slumber, my dreams always go back to him.
BANG!
