FORTY – NINE
Catherine almost slammed the door to my face. Her face looked distraught and I knew I was the reason why she was a mess. She was too kind to let me in. I knew she wanted to slap me, but she was controlling herself from doing that. I stole Mason from her. “It’s not your fault,” she reassured, though she still sounded upset. “Mason and I made a mutual decision to break this arrangement off. He deserved someone better.” Her voice was thickening, on the verge of breakdown. “Still. I feel like it’s my fault why things ended this way.” I was still standing at her doorway, holding the takeout blueberry cupcakes I bought this morning. “Like I said,” she reiterated in frustration, “it’s not your fault. It’s not like he was in love with me.” “But you’re in love with him?” It was a dumb question,
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