Chapter Sixteen
"I'm so sorry, Chloe, my meeting ran over. It wasn't one I could skip out on either," Catherine says as she breezes into the room.
Her dress isn't as elaborate as the other ones I've seen her wearing, but is still in the same style. She once described it as a combination of what she grew up with, but with a couple of adjustments. The whole thing looks incredibly uncomfortable to me, but from the way she moves around every room I've seen her in, she doesn't seem to think so.
"It's no problem. I should have checked you were free before I came," I say.
"Or I should have given you a time in the first place. Though I don't think that would have helped. The meeting I've just had was unexpected." She takes a seat opposite me. "I see my staff have been keeping up with your need
