Castles crumbling (Taylor Swift's little sister)

I think I've seen this film before and I didn't like the ending (part 4)

Taylor pulled her scales from under her bathroom cabinet and prepared herself to stand on them. Tree stopped her:

- "Tay... I'd prefer if you take off your shoes, wear something lighter"

- "Right. Do you want me to stay in my underwear?" Taylor asked shyly.

Tree was amazed by Taylor's cooperation, but she didn't want it to push it too far, she didn't want her to feel more vulnerable or extremely exposed: - "If it's okay with you, but some Lycra leggings and no hoodie might work? This is already hard for you; I don't want it to be more difficult than it already is" Taylor said rubbing softly Taylor's back. Taylor smiled, Tree stayed in the bathroom and the blonde went to her closet, stood behind one of the doors and changed her pants, then she took off her shoes, her socks and her hoodie, staying just in her sports bra. When she appeared again, Tree was aghast at her small frame, she was so boney. Tree gulped and waited for Taylor to stand on the scales, she stood backwards, which Tree caught as a glimpse of Taylor's true will to stop this relapse.

Tree looked at the number and wrote it down on her notes app. It was concerningly lower than the day before, without the water weight and the fact that Taylor had thrown up twice, she had lost about 9lbs.

- "Okay, done. You can step down now, it's so cold, you'd probably want to put on again your hoodie" Tree said and sat at the edge of the bed. - "Let's have breakfast. I didn't have the chance to eat at home. Are you craving anything in particular?"

- "I'm feeling kind of sick..." Taylor replied shrugging.

- "You still need to eat" Tree said preparing to leave Taylor's room.

- "I ate tons, believe me" Taylor said defeated, referring to the binge and slouched down on her bed.

- "But you threw up, you need to eat. Also, I'd think that the right way to stop this binge, restrict, purging cycle is to eat a set number of times a day, even when you don't want to or don't feel like it" Tree said, and Taylor nodded and stood up.

They went to the kitchen and Tree made some omelets, toasts and orange juice. Taylor was nervous, pacing around the living room, trying to burn some calories while the redhead cooked. Tree asked her for help squeezing the oranges thinking that it could relax her a bit, but Taylor just kept thinking on how much sugar the oranges had. When they sat down to eat, Taylor had tears welling in her eyes. Tree extended her arm and grabbed the blonde's hand:

- "You deserve to eat, no matter what happened before, you deserve to eat"

Taylor gulped and pinched the eggs with her fork, but keep playing with it for some minutes until Tree spoke again:

- "Tay..."

Taylor mechanically ate the omelet but gave up with the rest. Tree took it as a win and decided to move with the blonde to the living room. Taylor was anxious and moving her legs vehemently, so Tree started to talk about work stuff to distract her. After 15 minutes, Tree closed her laptop and looked the blonde in the eyes:

- "So, you're not going to like this, but I've already booked you the doctor's appointment we talked about"

Taylor's jaw dropped: - "WHAT? WHEN IS IT?"

- "Today, at 3pm"

- "NO! I CAN'T I NEED TIME TO PREPARE"

- "You'll be fine, we talked about this, we need to do this"

- "Tree, please, let's do this another day" Taylor begged.

- "No, Tay. We need to do this today; we need to check you over. That's why I didn't call the doctor to come here, because I've already booked this appointment. We're going, you're telling them everything, we need to know what they have to say, you need help"