Katherine.
“He is just like Carlos, enigmatic…insensitive.” Meredith, my mother says and I fold my hands.
“You don’t need to tell him your next move. Why don’t you talk to Ciara?”
“No, mom. Ciara is mature and I don’t want her to think I left all these years to storm into her life and cause a drift.”
“The new wife. What do you think of her?” Meredith ask, the red rouge on her lips is like blood and she crosses her legs. I’m in the house I grew up in, I am the first daughter of the Lugferd family and it was my responsibility to marry due to obligation.
My father was a narcissistic bastard and so was Salvatore’s.
“Yes, tell us about her.” Cassidy states, she is the second child, born after me. She walks into the polished receiving room, her blonde hair bouncing off her shoulders an
