Katherine dejectedly followed the man who was acting cold towards her until they reached the kitchen. Damien started grabbing different stuff from the cupboards and fridge but she couldn't care less as she unceremoniously sat on a stool by the breakfast nook and watched him, her head resting lazily on her hand.
He would glance at her every now and then but they would just stare at each other and then he'd continue cooking whatever it was that he was cooking. Her imagination made her see a huge question mark next to his head. She really was confused as to why he kept his distance. Did he not want her anymore? That couldn't be possible. His body clearly reacted. So, why, Damien? Why? She sighed.
