Molly
I shake my head slowly.
“No.”
The word barely leaves my mouth at first. My chest feels tight and heavy and something sharp spreads through me so fast it almost steals my breath.
“No!”
My voice rises this time.
Both of them wake immediately.
Charles jerks upright, confusion still clouding his face as his eyes land on me. Then he turns his head and notices Catherine beside him under the sheets.
His expression changes instantly.
“No,” he says, looking between us. “What is this?”
He looks back at me again, panic already rising in his voice.
“Molly, it’s not what you think.”
My throat burns.
“Charles,” I whisper, shaking my head again. “How could you? How could you betray me like this?”
He turns toward Catherine again.
“What is this?” he demands. “What happened?”
Catherine
