The unexpected question stunned Alexander. Nala gazed at him with sorrowful, big eyes. In one moment, he was the reliable 'big brother'—in the next, he couldn't even provide a meal.

Alexander winced and tried to change the subject to divert her attention. "Are you really hungry?"

"Yes!" Nala's tears teetered on the edge. She pouted and whimpered, "I was supposed to eat at the hotel with my mom... She even said we'd order braised bass..."

"Don't cry, don't cry! It's just a fish..."

"But I'm hungry!"

Alexander felt uneasy. Engaging her in conversation was proving difficult.

Finally, he managed to calm Nala. He had an idea and extended his arm to her, sleeves rolled up. "If you're truly starving, you can bite me first!"

at him in

come from a poor family, and we didn't always have food. When I was really hungry as a kid, I'd munch on... things that

Nala looked puzzled.

was eating. Then I wouldn't

chuckle at Nala's astonished

recall those times with a smile, but it wasn't funny at all when

in Nala's eyes a while later and inwardly winced. How

Nala asked after a pause, "Is there no one in your home who cooks for

around, she'd figure something out for food, even if it meant begging the neighbors. She had

called him again, grabbing his

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