As soon as Katie got back home, she went straight to the kitchen and prepared some cookies and a cup of tea for Nate.
She knocked at Nate's door.
"Come in," Nate said coldly as usual.
She opened the door gingerly and went in. Nate was reclining on the bed with a laptop on his laps, replying to some emails.
Katie put the tray of cookies and tea on the bedside table and sat down on the chair by the bed, looking at Nate with her innocent eyes.
Nate took a look at the food and then at Katie. With a mocking smile, he said, "That same face again. Do you know that every time you did something wrong, you put the same face on? That pitiful look. Are you really scared of me?" Nate said without looking at her.
Of course, I'm scared. You've almost killed me, more than onc
