Katherine’s POV
I didn’t say a word when Stephen returned to take me back to the palace. My anger was the only thing keeping me together. He didn’t try to talk to me either, and I was glad because I wasn’t sure I could hold myself back if he did. The ride back was quiet and uncomfortable. The guards followed right behind us and I hated that too.
Once we arrived, I walked ahead of him and went straight to my room. The maids were waiting at the door and rushed forward like they thought I cared about their stupid routines.
“Your bath is ready….”
“No,” I cut in and went inside without letting them finish.
They exchanged confused looks, but I didn’t care. I slammed the door, leaned on it for a second, and breathed slowly. My chest hurt from everything. Anger, humiliation, confusion, everyt
