Katherine’s POV.
The house was too quiet this morning. I could hear the ticking of the clock, every second dragging on like an eternity.
Today was Adrian’s wedding day. Every reminder, every passing moment, tore at me like a fresh wound.
My chest felt tight, and my eyes were swollen from crying too much. I thought I’d be done with it, that I’d be strong enough to face the day. But how could I be?
How did I get here?
It wasn’t supposed to end like this—I curled up in bed, hugging my pillow as though it would protect me from the hurt that had swallowed my whole life.
I thought I knew what love was. I thought I had found something real in Adrian. But now, everything felt like a lie.
I couldn’t even look at Charlotte without feeling like I’d failed her. Failed as a mother. Failed as
