“What do you mean by no one’s going to snatch her food now? Has someone ever done that before?"

Anthony looked at Maria with interest. She couldn't have said that for no reason.

Maria frowned and shook her head, silently cursing herself for opening her mouth. Now, she had to answer.

“Apart from us, the village also took in many other orphans. So, when we were children, food wasn't exactly enough for all of us. We had to scramble for it."

Anthony didn't really know much about Maria's past before they met. He didn't say anything, and he didn't even need to, because his eyes betrayed his thoughts.