_Lisa's POV_
After breakfast, Katherine and I lingered in the hallway for a moment. The tension from being around her father still clung to me like a second skin, but her presence was a welcome relief from the coldness that had settled over the morning.
She glanced sideways at me with a soft smile. "I don’t have much to do today," she said while tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "Do you want to see the art room? I think that you would really like it."
I hesitated. My heart was still heavy, and Sierra hadn’t stopped pacing in my mind. But Katherine looked so hopeful. She had been nothing but kind since I arrived, and I didn’t want to dampen her spirit.
I gave her a small nod. "Okay. I would like that."
Her face lit up. She clapped her hands gently and took my wrist. "Great! It’s
