Molly
The silence that follows Catherine’s declaration is so thick it feels like someone just dropped a curtain over the whole moment.
Headmistress Adeyemi blinks once, clearly trying to rearrange this situation into something polite and digestible.
Catherine lifts her chin slightly. “I don’t mean to be rude, ma’am, but we’ve met recently. I told you I’m Lily’s mom.”
Oh brother.
“Stop that, Catherine,” Charles says sharply.
His voice is calm but edged with steel.
Then he turns back to the headmistress, posture straightening instantly. “I’m so sorry, ma’am. Catherine here is my ex-wife. But Molly is my future wife.”
Future wife.
Something inside me settles immediately.
It’s ridiculous how two words can do that. Like a hand pressing gently against my racing heart.
Headmistress Ade
