CHAPTER 50KATRINA BARILLASI had already finished everything on my plate, yet Pierre still hadn’t finished whatever he was trying to say.At that point, I no longer knew whether he was scolding me, giving me orders, or offering advice, his words were such a confusing mixture of all three that I couldn’t even categorize them anymore. He just kept going on and on, his voice blending with the ambient noise around us until it felt like a constant buzz in my ears.“Katrina, are you listening to me?”I lifted my gaze toward him, suppressing a yawn that escaped before I could stop it. It was only then that he finally paused from the endless stream of words he had been pouring out since earlier.“I have keen ears,” I muttered, rubbing my eyes as sleepiness crept in. “So obviously, I’m listening.”“Yes, you’re listening but are you actually trying to comprehend the things I just said?” he asked, edging with irritation.“Of course I am,” I answered.I handed him the plate I’d been holding,
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