Knock-knock-knock
“Come in.” Damian answered.
The door slowly opened and then stood up worryingly upon seeing it was Katrina that entered. She had large sleeping bags under her eyes as she’d just woken up from heavy dosage.
“Katrina…. What are you doing here??? You’re not supposed to be out of bed!!!”
“I know…” she said after taking the seat that Damian let out for her, “… but I had to… come here after hearing about what happened.”
He took her hand, “Katrina… you don’t have to feel guilty, none of what happened is your fault.”
“It’s not Renard’s fault either, Damian! He didn’t force me to do anything!”
“I’m not saying he forced you dear, but perhaps… with the way I know you, there must have been some persuasion from his end.”
“There was no persuasion, we both did it out of m
