Anxiety

-Karen-

Bart sighed and chuckled under his breath. "I will mention your concerns to him again… But as long as I have known Conor, you would have a better chance of trying to stop this planet from spinning around its star than to attempt to sway his mind now." He said as he stood up and walked over to me. "Take a step back and give him an honest chance, Karen… I know you dislike him, but maybe you should try to see how good he is doing. Well, at least what he is trying to do…" Bart patted my shoulder. He looked at his wrist, "It's about three, so you will have plenty of time to think about all of this during your bath." He left the room, leaving me standing there, trying not to panic from my spiking anxiety.

I looked down at my hands and then over to the pretty gown. But… What do I do? It would be stupid to kill the only nice person I have met… But he is the enemy! He has been fighting to get me well again… But he is lusting for me… I don't know what to do! I only had to wait a few min