Catherine’s P.O.V
The ride home was mostly silent. I stared out the window, watching the lights blur past, my mind spinning too much for words. Xavier glanced at me once or twice, but didn’t say anything. I wasn’t sure if it was because he didn’t want to, or because he didn’t know how. Honestly, I just wanted to get home and crawl into bed.
When we finally pulled into the driveway, I didn’t wait for him. I headed to the door and as soon as the guards held it open, I walked straight to the first floor, barely acknowledging Xavier’s presence behind me.
“I’m going to bed,” I muttered, not even turning to look at him.
“Okay,” he replied softly, his voice low, almost hesitant. I could hear him following me, the faint sound of his footsteps trailing mine.
Once inside the room, I went stra
