“I’m just so tired of it, Karl,” I murmur into his chest, a sob quaking my body.

Karl holds me for a few long moments, his hand rubbing my back as I sob into

his chest. But when the sobs finally subside, and I slowly lift my head to look up

at him, his gaze is fixed sternly on the wall behind us.

“I’ll handle this,” he says, his eyes narrowed and jaw set in a way that sends a

jolt of worry through me.

“No, Karl, don’t—” But it’s too late. Extricating himself from me, he tugs his mask

back over his face. Then he’s out the door, the bouquet of flowers still lying

forgotten on the floor.

Enter title…

My heart pounds in my chest as I race after him, my feet barely touching the

carpet. I round the corner to see him already confronting Daniel, who’s standing

in the main room where the other contestants,

and various staff are milling

face, but

gives you the right to badmouth Abby?” Karl’s voice cuts through

contestants and

me? And who might you be?” Daniel

mask and casual clothes.

am; this is about you and how

his voice

hollow sound that does nothing

like to know who’s hiding behind the mask

take him seriously.”

step forward, undeterred. “Seriously? Maybe you

Abby is a brilliant chef, and what are you? A

school bully?”

his eyes, but there’s a flicker of uncertainty

isn’t she defending herself?” he asks,

does she need a man to come to

her,”

rude as you starts

your interview, your self-absorption

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