Catherine’s POV
I was pacing around, walking through different halls, lost in thought and wondering what to do.
Today hasn’t been the best day. Not like I’ve had a lot of best days, but with my clothes having been ruined, it might’ve just become a little worse.
“I can’t confront Armani. I might die.” I muttered, my thumb going to my mouth as I bit my nail in fear. I knew it was him, so why confront him? And considering what happened in my hallucination, I wouldn’t want that to happen in real life.
I’m sure I won’t be able to protect myself if anything happens.
“What am I going to do? I don’t have any sport wear and I’m sure I’ll be punished considering it’s just thirty minutes before sport.” I groaned more, getting agitated and couldn’t control how I was feeling.
Feeling helpless
