Catherine sat in the dimly lit hotel room, her mind swirling with thoughts she couldn't quite contain. The conversation with Lily Ravenswood had unsettled something deep within her—something she hadn’t even realized was fragile. She had always known Lucius had a past, but learning about Minnie, the love they had shared, and how it had ended so tragically left her feeling strangely hollow.
She wasn't jealous. It wasn’t as simple as that. It was something else—something closer to doubt, to uncertainty. Had she ever truly known Lucius at all?
She had always seen him as a man who kept others at arm’s length, someone who didn’t allow emotions to dictate his decisions. But now, she realized that wasn't entirely true. Once upon a time, he had loved deeply. He had been willing to share his life
