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KATHERINE

He sneaks in and out, so subtly no one would know.

Not even I when I decided to wake up at dawn, thinking I’d be able to catch any of his movement only to realize one of his cars is missing at the parking lot. He’s gone.

The longer this takes, the more unbearable it gets for me. And worse, I can’t tell Bryson yet.

Staring up at the sky helplessly, Derek’s growl echoed in my head once again, “I can’t catch your scent. Your nose could have been possibly playing a trick on youso please… do not talk about this anymore. There’s a very low possibility of us happening.” He had warned.

“I’m back now to take care of you.” Marina was saying hours later but I pleaded with her with my eyes, and when she complied and stop speaking, I can’t help but sigh.

I’ve been bottling up the urge to not tell anyone the recent occurrence between the hybrid and I but it’s as well harder keeping it all to myself with no one to share it with. Perhaps, I’d be able to get an advice out of it.

I don’