Low key, they all wanted to take a bite.
Especially Valen, who kept gawking at the strawberries with an expression of pure longing. He expected Tessa to at least ask him to come over and take a single piece. But none of that happened.
Tessa kept on biting without a care in the world, each strawberry disappearing between her lips with an almost theatrical slowness. She was savoring every single one, completely oblivious to the hungry eyes fixed on her.
But then she felt it—something staring daggers at her from all around.
She frowned, stopping mid-bite. Looking around, she caught them staring at her. Every single one of them. Their eyes were locked on the strawberries in her hand with an intensity that bordered on desperate.
Tessa looked at them, then right back at her strawberries.
"Want one?" she asked, offering the content with her hands stretched forward.
The others tilted their heads, surprised by the unexpected generosity.
