Harlem let go of uhh ma’am and stood on the other side of the table leaning on it.
Kat looked away from him, hands shaking
“have some tea will you?”
"...."
She shook her head
“Do you not like tea?”
“What would you like instead?”
She clenched her hands into fists, looking down at the table. She spoke through gritted teeth.
"quietly For you to leave me alone..."
"you want to leave?"
She choked out, tears pricking at the back of her eyes
"YES!"