“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

the food table in the main room where the

various staff are milling

smile frozen on his face, but it

right to badmouth

everyone, contestants and

might you be?” Daniel

mask and casual clothes.

about who I am; this is

voice laced

does nothing to hide the

know who’s hiding behind the mask before

take him seriously.”

takes a step forward, undeterred. “Seriously? Maybe you should be

seriously. Abby is a brilliant chef, and what are

school bully?”

but there’s a flicker of uncertainty there. “Well,

herself?” he asks, his gaze sliding coolly

need a man to come

defend her,” Karl counters, “but when someone

and rude as you starts slinging mud,

Even during your interview, your self-absorption shined through

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