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Hannah

I waved my hand as I stepped up to the podium, that well practiced smile of mine spread across my face. The flash of the cameras was nearly blinding, but I didn’t let it faze me–this moment was too important for that.

“Hello, everyone,” I said warmly as I leaned into the microphone. “Thank you all for coming today.”

There was a ripple of murmurs across the assembled crowd in response, I swept my gaze over the audience to take stock of everyone who had come; it was a better turnout than I had expected. It seemed as though, despite the fact that I had decided to hold this event far sooner than I had initially anticipated, a lot of people were excited for it.

And so was I; after all, I had been working on this event for weeks, unbeknownst to Noah. I had managed to hide my plans that day that he had seen all of my other notes for the Lunar Festival because I wanted to keep this to myself. I didn’t need him stepping in and commandeering everything like he did so often. My idea for the Eating Disorder Awareness campaign had taken root just after my first attendance at the support group about a month ago when I was chatting with the counselor one night.

We had mentioned the concept of one day moving the support group to a new location, as the church that it was located in was planning on converting the room into storage. I had suggested opening an office somewhere downtown.

But slowly, over time, it had blossomed into something more–a full month–long campaign to not only raise awareness for those with eating disorders, but also to fundraise for a center for eating disorders.

Initially, I had figured that this campaign could be good for my approval ratings. I figured that it would help people like me more for the divorce and prepare me for an easy exit from my marriage to Noah.

But eventually, that goal shifted. I wanted to see the small counseling sessions blossom into something more: an entire center for eating disorder support and recovery. A place where anyone of any age and gender could go for therapy, information, and even inpatient assistance in severe cases.

“As the Luna of Nightcrest,” I began, keeping my voice carefully chipper, “it is my duty to ensure the safety and wellbeing of my people. That’s why I’ve decided to run this campaign–to not only increase awareness for one of the most deadly mental disorders, but also to provide help to anyone who suffers from an eating disorder.”

I paused then, gesturing to the woman behind me. “That is why I’ve partnered with Sophia, the head counselor for our local eating disorder support group.”

shoulders. “Sophia and I have recently been discussing opportunities to expand

new building a relatively small but modern structure that would

be staffed 24/7, allowing anyone

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would have twenty private rooms that were free to those who needed them, and there would be

care. Those with eating disorders would not be lumped into the psych ward at the hospital where

spiel, cautiously licking my lips as I surveyed the

and shifted in their

suffered from anorexia for years; binging and purging, starvation, diet supplements, fear of food. I have experienced it all and suffered greatly. But…” I paused again, drawing in a shuddering breath. “Thanks to the help of those like Sophia and my friends, I have begun

crowd, I finally caught sight of who I was

has convinced me to eat, even when I’m terrified to do it even going

Drake then, who blinked curiously at me for a moment. I hadn’t warned him about this. but it didn’t matter, all that mattered was that people bought it, and that it detracted from

could change the narrative of what had been going on in that picture–and

wonderful support system is key for any recovery.” I said. “And that is why I’m beginning this campaign; to provide support for

“In two weeks‘ time, we

crowd shifted uncomfortably at that, just as I suspected

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