Catherine's POV.
I stomped all the way to my room, my heart heavy and eyes clouded with tears I wouldn't let drop.
‘He did it to protect you.’ A voice rang in my head but I just scoffed and opened the door leading to my room.
Did it to protect me?… Oh yeah, but he also made me look for something he was pretty sure I would not get.
Gosh!
I could kill him in many different ways now and make it look like suicide. He's such a jerk!
A crazy male Jezebel!
"Silly me, thinking of getting something so out of reach and so impossible, well, everything is sorted out now, I know my limits now and I'll never try to cross them but that still doesn't make him a lesser jerk." I mused to myself before dropping on the bed and finally giving the tears freedom to fall from my eyes.
I didn't mak
