"Do you want something to eat?" He asks over his shoulder, opening the cupboards to search for food.
She shakes her head and keeps her eyes on the table.
"Please talk to me, sweetheart," he silently begs, taking the seat beside her and wrapping his fingers around her shaking ones. "Please, Hope."
"No," she says faintly - it's the first he's heard her speak today.
"Just a bite?" He pleads. "Please just have a bite of my sandwhich, baby."
She shakes her head again and leaves the room.
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