Chapter 86
Katherine struggled to breathe as her sweaty hands' grip tightened on the plate that she held in her hands. She silently choked back her sobs as she stumbled away from the door, running to her room.
Her head ached and her heart pounded so hard that her chest felt as if it could rip open at any more. Why did Lucifer always make her feel like s**t? Was she just nothing to Lucifer? A pawn in his game?
She quickly entered the room, locking the door behind her and sliding her back down against it. The bread that she had baked for him still sat on the plate, though cold now.
In a fit of rage, she stood up and threw both the cake and plate into the trash bin, before she flopped on her bed. The world just kept spinning all around her and she could barely think straight anymore.
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