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.”

the whirlwind that this competition

reason to lie to

promised all

But why talk to him? What did

and I can tell he’s

“I told him you’re an incredible chef, Abby. The

deserve the way he treats

word

he looks away

he faces me again, it’s as

eyes, like there’s something that he wants to tell

out.

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

to make him see that you are putting

competition. That’s it.”

I don’t know what to

itself around my stomach: gratitude for

also dread because

me are, nothing Karl can

this

the sous chef?” I ask, my voice

whisper. “What happened, really?”

“He was tampering with the ingredients

the act, tried to

his hand, but I swear, Abby, I never laid a finger

truth; Karl,

sort of context. Not in a

especially not

didn’t

think

if the footage looks… Anyway,

be here

the floor unblinking, staring at my feet. Outside, I

again: “Contestants, this is your two

to the stage in two minutes.

hand reaches

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