C53 Chapter 53

“No, I’m not.”

“Yeah, you are.”

“If I was, I would be thin.”

He lets out an exasperated sigh. “You don’t have to be fucking thin to have an eating disorder!”

I roll my eyes, even though I know he’s right.

“I’m tired. I’m going to sleep.”

“Fine.” He huffs, closing the door as soon as I’m out of the bathroom