Abby

As Karl speaks, my fingers worry the hem of my white chef’s coat, now no

longer pristine but splattered with sauce and tiny stains and the remains of

haphazardly cooked meals. It feels like a perfect representation of my inner

world right now: once untarnished and lily-white, but now stained and weathered

from the trials I’ve been through today.

We’re still standing in the supply closet, and the air feels thick. Karl is standing

over me still, his hand pressed into the door next to my head, sandwiching me

there with his body.

Enter title…

My wolf stirs ever so slightly, but now is not the time; I just found out that Karl

tried to talk to the judges for me, and I’m not sure how to feel about it.

“Abby…” he begins, his voice trailing off for a moment as his eyes search mine.

Finally, he pushes away from the door and crosses the small room, running his

hand through his hair for what feels like the millionth time in the past few

minutes.

“Just tell me, Karl,” I murmur, blinking away the tears that are threatening to

spill.

He pauses, then draws in a deep breath, and turns to face me again. “Abby,

yes, I did talk to Logan; but I never tried to bribe anybody. I hope you can

believe me in that regard.”

whirlwind that this

reason to lie to

promised all those

talk

breath, and I can tell he’s choosing his

an incredible chef,

deserve the way he treats

word

and he looks away

again, it’s

wants to tell me but he can’t

out.

idea about you, Abby. He doesn’t see things clearly. I

see that you are putting in your heart and

competition. That’s it.”

and I don’t know what to

around my stomach:

but also dread because I

are, nothing Karl can say would ever change

this doomed

sous chef?” I

whisper. “What happened, really?”

shadow crosses Karl’s face. “He was tampering with the ingredients in

in the act, tried to stop

swear, Abby, I

truth; Karl, despite all of his overpowering

in this sort of context.

especially not on

the guards didn’t believe

“The guards think I’m lying. The sous chef

looks… Anyway,

be here when you

staring at my feet. Outside, I can

system crackle to life again: “Contestants, this is your

in two minutes. I repeat, two

anything, Karl’s hand reaches

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