“Eat,” I demanded. “We will be in the city tomorrow, and we have plenty of rations to last until then.” I made sure my voice was rough and authoritative, but as I shoved several more packets of food at her, I thought I saw a smile play around her lips. I didn’t think it was possible for someone’s heart to soar and sink at the same time, but mine did. I wanted to please her, but I also knew that I needed her to hate me. If she didn’t, then leaving would hurt us both even more.
