“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

table in the main room where

and various staff

on his face, but it

badmouth Abby?” Karl’s voice cuts through

everyone, contestants and

And who might you be?” Daniel sneers,

mask and casual clothes.

is about you and how

his voice laced with

does nothing to hide the edge

like to know who’s hiding behind the

take him seriously.”

undeterred. “Seriously? Maybe you

Abby is a brilliant chef, and what are

school bully?”

flicker of uncertainty there. “Well, if she’s

isn’t she defending herself?” he asks, his gaze sliding

need a man

defend her,” Karl counters,

and rude as you starts slinging mud,

your

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