Katherine nodded. "Okay, that works."
She turned to me. Her expression softened. "You’re not eating much. Is the food not to your liking?"
I blinked and quickly took a large bite of the croissant. "No, it’s really good. I just… I’m not very hungry."
The lie tasted bitter. The truth was I felt like I was being watched by a predator.
Sierra was pacing in my head. He’s not normal. Something’s hidden beneath that calm. We need to stay alert.
I took another bite and forced a smile.
Katherine clearly sensed the tension. She leaned in a little closer, her tone casual.
"So, tell me about yourself. What do you like doing? Hobbies, guilty pleasures, anything."
I blinked at the sudden shift. But I was grateful.
"Um... I used to draw. Mostly sketches. Wolves, trees, faces. But I haven’t drawn
