~Katherine
By the time I came all over my seat under the dining table, I had finally gotten back to my senses. But the deed was already done, and I had to live with it.
I tried to tell myself that what we did, what we were doing, wasn't actually wrong. Like Bruce said, we were just securing our future.
The next morning, I stared blankly out the window as Hudson drove us to school. I couldn't bring myself to look at him. The guilt and confusion were eating me alive.
The exact second he parked the car in the campus lot, I flung the door open and got out. I was practically running away from the vehicle.
'f**k, Kitty, what have you done?'
Rich people do this kind of thing all the time. Why are we the exception? I groaned inwardly, trying to stop the panic.
But as I walked onto the ma
