When little miss gets hurt

The tension in the room was thick, and no one seemed to know what to do. Finally, Katherina broke the silence. "Andrew," she said, her voice weak and trembling. "I... I can explain..." Andrew just stood there, his expression stony.

Finally, he spoke, his voice icy and cold. "I don't think you need to explain anything," he said. "I think I get the picture." He turned on his heel and walked out the door, slamming it behind him.

In a panic, Katherina leapt to her feet, shoving Harrison aside. She ran to the door and flung it open, but it was too late. Andrew was already down the street way, and he was walking quickly, his head down. Katherina stood there, frozen, her heart pounding in her chest. She had no idea what to do next. She was in a complete state of panic.

A million questions swirled through Katherina's mind. How long had Andrew been standing there? Had he seen the whole thing? What was he thinking? When did he get back from Paris? She felt like she was going to be sick. Her he