Kara laid upon the futon with a million thoughts set in her head, making it impossible to sleep more than a few minutes the night before. She found a flaw in the ceiling of the apartment and focused her gaze onto it while thinking of everything that had happened since she came to the city. Her heart had been bruised and scarred more than her time in Texas-even alongside Troy. Due to this emotional drainage, she decided to take a ‘personal day’ and allow those who worked with her to pick up her slack for one day. Her plan for the day had been to remain on the sofa and drown herself in whatever reality television marathon had been found first and any food item high in carbs. But the day, and those who cared about her, had other plans.
“Do you feel okay?” Kaitlyn asked upon seeing her usual
