Caitlyn's pov.
I was in my room, my legs kicking in the air as I scrolled through social media. I had received a bunch of calls from Mason's family members but I refused to answer any of them. I knew what they were going to say, they were going to blame me for the divorce and accuse me of not being a good wife. Especially his mother, she would bring down the heavens on my head.
A knock landed on the door, but I knew it was Miss Rose so I ignored her. She has been knocking for quite some time, reminding me that Zayn was waiting for me. There is no way that I'm going to go anywhere with that lunatic, not after all he said to me. I'd rather rot in here.
Instead of fading, the knocking grew louder, and my eyebrows knotted in annoyance. I crawled out of bed after dropping my phone on the c
