The first doctor blamed stress. The second blamed dehydration. The third suggested anxiety. But none of them saw what Isabella saw: The way Travis always insisted on cooking her portion separately. The way he hovered when she took the first bite. The way he never tasted the dish until after she ate hers.
“If you’re not hungry,” she said one night, “why bother cooking such large portions?”
He had answered too quickly.
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