Sage pursed his lips slightly but nodded. "Well, breakfast is about ready," he hummed. "Why don't you come eat," he suggested

Amira just nodded. She didn't grab a lot, just enough to make her stomach shut up. "Not very hungry" She lied. She didn't want Sage to think of her in any way other than she was his thin, pretty girlfriend.

Sage gave her a look. "Amira, we just talked about this," he noted gently. "I want you to eat. You're prettiest when you're healthy."

"What if you lose interest?" Amira said quietly, eyes downcast toward the table. "I can't live through that"

Sage sighed softly and wrapped his arms around her. "We have a life here. A good one. I won't loose interest."

"Promise?" She said, eyes darting to his

Sage moved to press a kiss to her head. "Promise," he noted lightly