~Katherine
There was a knock on the door, and I woke up with a splitting headache. I groaned, rubbing my eyes as a man in a crisp suit walked into my room.
"Mr. Carter sent this for you," he said politely. He rolled in a silver cart with a full, steaming breakfast spread.
"Where is he?" I asked, my voice raspy.
The man kept completely quiet.
"I'll take my leave now," was all he said, bowing his head before leaving the room. "I'll return for the plates later."
I didn't bother following him. I ate my breakfast in silence, then went into Bruce's bathroom to take a long, hot shower. The scent of his expensive cologne was everywhere, making my stomach flip, but I tried to wash the thoughts away.
An hour later, I got to school. The moment I walked onto the main quad, I noticed a massive
