บท 59: EMMA

Myra, feeling awkward about Dylan's recent confession, avoided his gaze. To diffuse the tension, she redirected the conversation. "How are you feeling? Any pain anywhere?" Josh asked, attempting to shift the focus.

Myra teased, "Aww, Joshua's worried about me. Well, I'm fine, no need to worry."

"You can call me Josh," he insisted.

"Nah, I'll stick with Joshua," Myra playfully responded, attempting to lighten the mood.

As Dylan sat quietly at the table, his gaze fixed on Myra, the atmosphere became increasingly tense. Myra, still avoiding eye contact, focused on her surroundings. When the group headed to the food counter, Myra was surprised to find her plate filled with vegetables. A frown of disgust crossed her face.

"What's wrong? I heard you were hurt. Are you in pain?" Andrea inquired, rushing to Myra's table.

"Nah, she just doesn't want to eat healthy," Kyle interjected with a snicker.