#Chapter 267: Runaways
Abby
“Can I sit with you?”
Karl is standing in front of me, his mask in his hand, his hair tousled by the chilly wind. His brown eyes are full of concern, although I think he’s trying to hide it just a little bit.
I nod, moving over to let Karl sit beside me on the cold metal bench. The night air nips at my skin, and I let out an involuntary shiver. Karl, without a word, shrugs his jacket off and puts it around my shoulders. I let him.
“So, what are you doing out here?” Karl asks as he sits beside me. “You just ran off, and now you’ve been sitting out here for upwards of twenty minutes.”
“Have I?” I draw the jacket closer around my shoulders to keep myself warm. “I didn’t notice.”
Karl shoots me a curious look with a hint of worry behind his eyes. “Something’s up with you,” he says quietly. “Look, if it’s about the other night, you’re safe now—”
“It’s not that,” I interrupt, looking away as I bite my lip nervously.
“Then what is it?”
I take a deep breath, let

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