KATE’s P.O.V.
I took a deep breath before knocking on his apartment door. I’m currently in front of Elijah’s home, my mind debating whether I should see him or not an hour earlier. But my heart won and now I am here, waiting for him to answer.
I raised my trembling hands, was about to knock again when the door swing opened, revealing Elijah wearing only a khaki pants while his body is topless. I opened my mouth, trying to say something but nothing came out.
“Why are you here?” he asked, his face has a blank expression plastered upon it.
“Elijah... I’m...”
“What?” he asked, impatiently.
I bit my lower lip, mentally slapping myself for coming here unprepared. What am I supposed to say now?
“If you have nothing to say, then you may leave, Ms. Frias.”
“Wait–” He shut the door in front
