POWER OF COMPULSION

EVANORA'S POV

"Do you want more rice?"

I looked up to meet my dad smiling at me and I shook my head, chuckling.

We were just having breakfast but he was being unusually nice and though it felt good, it still felt weird.

He helped me dish my meal, helped me with my cutlery, passed me a glass when I reached for one, and now, was asking me if I wanted more rice.

For heaven's sake, I was barely done with the one on my plate.

"You're being weird, dad," I stared at him intently. "Why are you being all nice all of a sudden?"

"What? I'm not," he took a spoonful of his meal. "Whoa, look at you making it seem like I'm not naturally a nice person."

"You are," I snickered. "But this is being extreme. It's not even my birthday, why are you treating me, especially all of a sudden?"

"Okay, you got me," he rested his hands on the dining table. "Maybe I was being a little too obvious."

"Yes," I folded my arms. "Now tell me, what is it?"

"Nothing serious, actually," he laughed lightly. "I'm just feeli