George
Katherine was taking revenge for everything I'd done to her, her indifference was overwhelming, even though we'd had s*x, she hadn't even deigned to come to the mansion the night before. Although it didn't hurt in a sentimental way, it did make me feel like I was losing control.
I had been staring out the window for over an hour, waiting for her to arrive, the cup of coffee in my hand had already gone cold, and the taste was becoming bitter.
Suddenly a taxi arrived at our door, Katherine got out of it, wearing the same clothes from the day before and dark glasses, apparently the night before hadn't been so good, had it?
I turned to the front door, hoping that the first thing she would see when she entered the house would be my face. As soon as she opened the door, she took o
