Katherine's POV
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I had been on my bed for what I was sure was hours, having missed lunch and should be heading to the kitchen to help with dinner prep. But I just didn't feel like getting up and I was hoping that the executive chef would understand this time around. I just wasn't in the mood to do anything or to see anybody, especially Randolph. There was then a knock on my door and I yelled at them accidentally to go away, not meaning to raise my voice the way I did.
"Kat, it's me. Please open the door, I want to talk to you." It was Randy, the last person I wished to talk to but figured that I ought to get it over with. Ripping the bandage off as it were. I knew what he wanted to talk to me about and I was just delaying the inevitable by laying on the bed. So I fo
