CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN
Kate climbed and climbed, and this time, the steps seemed endless. She had the feeling she was being punished, tested. Perhaps she was just being reminded that she was something different from Siobhan, something less.
She kept going in spite of it, forcing herself upward.
By the time she reached the top, she felt ready to collapse. She approached the fountain, and right then, she found herself wishing that it was full, so that she could drink cool water from it.
Siobhan was standing beside it, looking elegant and untouched by the rain. She smiled, and there was cruelty there.
She stood there, staring at Kate in silence, her eyes burning through her.
Clearly, she would wait for Kate to speak first.
“I… I have nowhere else to go,” Kate finally said, bowing her hea
