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Chris' driver dropped Katie off a few minutes' drive away from the house and took the cover off her eyes. Katie looked around and had no clue where she was. It made her think, again, that Chris definitely wanted something from her. The only reason that I can be valuable to people is that I'm Mrs. Anderson, but everyone knows it's fake. Nate doesn't care about me. He is just using me. Katie thought. What does Chris want from me then? Walking down the road, not knowing where to go, Katie felt helpless. Chris can't be trusted. I should stay away from him. Nate? What's the point of going back to his place? After a long wander, she came to a park in the city and sat on a bench by the road till the sunset. She didn't drink or eat anything. She didn't want to do anything or go anywhe