Alpha's Regret After Her Rebirth by Aurora Starling

Chapter 0135

Hannah

“Eat.”

Noah held the steaming plate of casserole in front of me, thrusting it a little closer into my face. I narrowed my eyes at him and leaned away, shooting him a wary look.

I’m not hungry.”

“Yes, you are. You have to eat something.”

Yes.

Dammit. Noah was right, I was starving. But I wasn’t about to eat that, and especially not in front of him. Not when the comb he used when he spent the night with another woman was sitting just a few feet away from me.

Turning my head, I waved him away. “I’m fine. I’ll eat later.”

Noah sighed and circled around the couch, coming to sit next to me. “I know you have been starving yourself again,” he said. “You need calories to survive, Hannah. You know that, right?”

1 swallowed, thinking back on the night when I had died–the night that he still didn’t know about. If only he knew. If only he knew that I had firsthand experience of that.

But even then, that little eating disorder voice was strong in the back of my mind. I would not eat tonight.

“I haven’t been starving myself,” I lied.

“Is that so?” Noah suddenly reached out and grabbed my wrist, holding it up to the light so we could both see. His large hand fit easily around my wrist with space between–not that I was surprised. He just had big hands. But then, almost as though he were reading my mind, he began to slide his hand up my arm. I felt a shudder ripple through me at his warm touch, his calloused palms brushing against my skin.

It wasn’t until his hand went past my elbow and halfway up my upper arm that his fingers stopped being able to reach all the way around it and he finally stopped.

around someone’s upper arm, especially not with space still in the middle.” He dropped my arm and shoved the plate closer. “You may be making efforts in public to show that you’re in recovery, but

of my public efforts, such as attending that group counseling session, I wasn’t doing much in my personal time to get better. Sure, maybe here or there I would

It wasn’t enough.

as I speared a piece of pasta with my fork and raised it to my lips. My hand

do it. Inside of me, it was like that

a clatter. Almost as though a

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I could do to

back into

I

did. That he would go to Zoe’s bedside instead and give her the attention that I really needed. That he would later accuse me of not being in control of my emotions, that he would use

But… He didn’t

my fork back up and held

softly, leaning close so that his breath ruffled

me.”

to meet his. I hadn’t realized it, but a tear had escaped and streaked down my face, the salty liquid curving into my lips and touching the tip of my tongue. Noah’s green eyes remained

one bite, and I’ll leave

wandering down to my tongue. He hesitated there for a moment, and for the

my mouth. Shuddering. I closed my lips around the fork, pulled the

and savory cheese coating my tongue. I felt as though I had just taken a drug–my pupils dilating, my heart beginning to race in my

smiled a bit and speared another piece. “One more?” he

much more easily,

every last piece of pasta on the plate. I didn’t care if it made me sick or if it made me hate myself. My body needed this nourishment. It craved it. With each bite, I felt less and

sat quietly and