C58 CHAPTER FIFTY-SEVEN

IT'S FINE. I'M NOT SCARED

After regaining his composure, Kathleen watched as Charles sheepishly cleared his throat, his face betraying a mixture of embarrassment and regret. The quiet ambiance of the bakery seemed to amplify the tension that hung in the air. Still, Kathleen refused to let her fear surface, her features remaining composed and steady as she addressed Charles.

"Charles, it's fine