Anderson
Kate sat across from me in the living room, her arms folded, her expression unreadable.
It was a messed up week for me, my Mom’s disappearance, Ava not talking to me, the house was empty, and kate, I finally honored her invitation.
The weight of everything pressed down on my chest like a ton of bricks. I couldn’t stay silent anymore.
"Did you ever love me, Kate?"
Her eyes flickered, but she didn’t answer. Instead, she let out a breathy scoff, crossing her legs.
"That’s a loaded question, Anderson."
I clenched my jaw. "It shouldn’t be."
She gave me a look, one I’d seen too many times before. Evasive. Like she was choosing her next words carefully, not out of love, but out of self-preservation.
"Why are we even having this conversation?" she muttered. "Is this a
