Chapter 47 The Games

• Chase POV
• Her expression shifts slightly, curiosity mixing with uncertainty. “Well, how does it work? What will I do? That might help me figure out if I can handle it,” Dahlia says, her voice steady despite the underlying concern.
• I nod, gesturing to her plate. “Eat,” I tell her, and she does, picking up her fork. I turn to Blake, who seems to be hoping he can somehow avoid eating. He sighs heavily, resigning himself, and starts eating again.