KATHERINE'S POINT OF VIEW

“Jordan!” I stood by the doorway, my hands clasped together. He raised his head from his desk and turned towards me, his lips pursed together.

I glared at him for a few seconds, my eyes flickering incessantly, before I eventually spoke up.

“You didn't eat anything. Are you upset with me?” His silence and the look on his face further reinforced my thoughts. I was emotional, and it took a whole lot to keep myself composed.

He rose to his feet and walked up to me, wrapping his hand around my waist. “Of course not. Why would I be upset with you? You've done nothing wrong,...