Chapter 77

"I don't know," The lie rolls off my tongue easily. I am not about to indicate that I have spoken to Stella with the rest listening. Though we are now technically a team, we are not friends and nor do I want to share information about personal matters around them. "Let it be, Jer." Jeremy looks as if he wants to say something back, but Rosalyn appears, laying a gentle on his shoulder and guiding him to look at her. She offers him a small smile when he does. "I saved some pancakes for you. Come eat."  Jeremy seems reluctant but Rosalyn coaxes him off, dragging him behind her in pink shorts and matching pink shoes. Her curls bounce as she walks but Jeremy does not seem to care, for once, but rather longingly stares after me. I glance away. I drag myself to the table and force an apple and oatmeal down my gullet. Liam joins us in similar attire with a muscle shirt and forces me to drink more water. "You'll need it," He tells me. I groan but comply.