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CHAPTER 1

I knew that if I waited long enough pretending to daydream Gail would leave the kitchen to start her daily routine.

I could hear the food splatter as it hit the bottom of the trash bag, and the bin closed with a bang.

Shit.

I wait a moment to see if Mrs Jones comes around the corner but she doesn't. I've been told off enough in the past for not eating enough and in the past week since Christian has been working non-stop Gail, Taylor, and Luke have all given me a little grief for either throwing away food or skipping meals. It's no biggy for me though; I'm used to my strange appetite.

I take another look around to see if there's anyone seen me and once I'm satisfied I put my plate on the side and walk out of the kitchen and over to where my purse and keys are left waiting for me to start my day. As I start rearranging my purse I look up to see Taylor and Luke sat on the far sofa. Oh dear. Luke with that horrible look of worry etched across his face and Taylor, who looks slightly pissed.

"Ready to go?" I ask cheerily trying to break the awkwardness. They both stand and walk over towards me. Wait, why isn't Taylor with Christian? "Where's..."

Taylor cuts me off abruptly "Work."

"Wait Ana, you can't go to work without this!" Gail walks over with a brown bag probably containing lunch. She's like a mother to me at the moment; it's nice because I really do miss my mom Carla.

"Thanks Gail you're a life saver. It's going to be such a busy day!" I do genuinely mean it. We give each other a quick hug before I make my way to the foyer. The elevator ride is the most awkward silence I can remember between us three, usually Luke and I would be laughing and making jokes about one another but not today, i assume they know what I did and want to say something. With Christian, Taylor uses the service elevator but-much to his discomfort-I think it's easier if we all use the same one. During the short walk to the SUV my left leg starts to hurt a feeling I remember from my youth but I ignore it, it's nothing i can't handle.

Before I know it we're safely in the car and driving through the Seattle streets. I look at the people outside all wrapped up in winter clothes; the weather has been so temperamental recently, that's one of the things I love about the winters here.

"Is Christian busy?" I ask. I don't care who answers they're both being idiots. What cant they just stay out of my business anyway?!

"Extremely." Taylor sounds like Ray when he's trying to be firm.

"That's why Taylor is here," Luke looks back at me. It seems he's changed his attitude and isn't as angry with me now "because he's going to be busy all day so he sent Taylor with me. But just between us, he regrets having to work this hard all week because he's been missing you like crazy."

Taylor gives Luke a firm look but I don't care, knowing that he is missing me brightens my whole day.

"So you've been talking to him then?" it's obvious, but I ask anyway.

"Yeah, he updates us on what we need to do and we update him on your day... Okay I get how stalker-ish that sounded but you know what I mean, Ana." Luke and I laugh at what he said, Luke snorting accidentally causing us to laugh harder.

"Yeah, and he's not impressed with some bit if we're honest, Ana. Especially the-"

"Are we going to have a problem Taylor?" I ask abruptly cutting him off-I knew what he was going to say anyway-effectively killing the mood.

"I don't know are we?" he shoots back giving me a stern look in the rear view mirror.

'Who does he think he is' the voice in my head says 'no one has the right to dictate to you because you know what you're doing is right! This isn't a problem you're proving that you're still strong. They'll all see when you're skinny and beautiful'

"Stop the car." Taylor looks at me confused "Now!" I raise my voice slightly hoping to get my message across. Taylor pulls over and waits for me to move. "Thank you. It's only two blocks. I'll walk." Both men try to stop me but before I have a chance to hear what they're saying I've gotten out and slammed the door behind me.

It's freezing.