I wake up and Cathy is sleeping, sprawled across the bed, sleeping with her mouth slightly open. I kiss her lips after closing her mouth gently.
Carl has left for work already? I look at the clock it's 7. He can't have left so early. My mind drifts to the explicit messages his brother sent to Cathy last night. Thank God, I deleted the texts by the time Cathy snatched the phone from my hand. I will have to talk to Axel today. This has to f*****g stop. I had to delete the messages. It would have been better as proof but I couldn't have risked Carl seeing those messages. He would have lost his s**t. Where is Cathy's phone?
Cathy yawns and stretches and rubs her eyes and then yawns again.
"Good morning my baby, my doll." I pick her up. She hugs me and rests her head on my shoulders.
"G'mor
