"Here have this, Luca got this on his way here." Isabella dropped a bowl filled with berries and other fruits before Genevieve.
"But I don't want." She grumbled with a mouthful making her words incoherent but Isabella was able to hear her.
"I know, but you have to say them. It's good for you and the baby, I want you to know something Eve," she said, her voice low as she spoke.
"What's that?" Genevieve asked taking another spoon from the brown rice Isabella prepared for her. She didn't realize she was this hungry if Isabella hadn't walked into her room the other time.
Luckily for her, Isabella was quick to prepare some food for her.
"I won't sit back and let you starve my godchild. You will eat whatever I give you as long as it's suitable for a pregnant woman. Is that clear?" She added.
Genevieve snorted and took another spoon of the food without giving Isabella any reply.