Chapter Twenty Eight
“Why does this have to be so f*****g hard!?” Kate broke down on her bed, through her sobbing she could still hear Alegra shouting at her through the phone to get herself together. Alegra probably wasn’t the best person to be asking considering she had just done almost exactly what Kate was questioning but she didn’t know who else to call. She needed a dose of reality and she knew Alegra would give it to her straight, even if she didn’t like what she heard. “Listen, Kate... Kate? Pick up the phone!” Alegra shouted. “Yeah, I’m listening,” Kate replied, sounding a lot like a teenager reluctant to listen to her mother’s scolding. “Kate, what are you going to do? Go home and cry about him every day until you realise you love him and then it’s too late?" “No, not every day...” “Kate!” She
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