C48 Party

Ezekiel kept his gaze on the road, gripping the wheel tightly.

"Kathrine, you’re overreacting," he said, his voice steady but firm.

"I didn’t say anything to hurt your ego."

Kathrine turned to him, her expression tense, as she unlocked the door.

"Ezekiel," she began, her voice clipped, "just go to work. I’m not in the mood to discuss this."

She stepped one foot out of the car