KATHERINE'S POV.
I held onto my dad like my life depended on it. It felt like my legs would give up if I let go. I could feel something rising in my chest, my eyes watered. I could feel everyone looking at me in awe, anger, envy, pity, hatered, happiness...
But the only person I could focus on was the man who stood at the end of the aisle and radiated power. One of his was buried in his pants pocket. His face was hard and unchanging. No emotions. I hadn't really expected anything from him.
I wanted to run away. Very far. My eyes found Carolina's. She looked ready to leave her seat and pull me out if I motioned for her.My mind screamed that I tell her to help me. We were soul sisters. Her eyes could read mine. She could see mine.
I could see her face harden. She was telling me if I wa
