Chapter 38

• Kathy Pov
• I spent the whole of my day trying to get settled in school, the fact that I switched majors means I am starting from the bottom but I wasn't bothered by that, I have always loved interior designing and I know I can keep up, going to the various offices was draining but it didn't bother me either, in fact, I enjoyed every moment of it, everyone I met so far were nothing but nice to me, I even met some of my course mates and exchanged numbers with a few, my classes officially starts next week as I was taking the week off to help me adjust to my life in New York, I had a lot of things to do, I had to go shopping for clothes and a lot of necessities as I didn't bring any of my things to New York except the ones that went with me to the Bahamas, the thought of Bahamas brought out a big smile on my face, I had a great time there especially the night before we left, I blushed at the thought of it as I waited for the cab the would take me back home, my legs hurt from walking up and down even my whole body hurts too and I was sleep deprived, I haven't slept well in the last two nights, my husband was hell of demanding and I couldn't even say no either because I wanted him just as much, how I thought I could stay with him and not want him was beyond me, anyway I couldn't wait to get home and get some much needed, sleep, I didn't need to wait for long because the cab pulled up in front of me, I got in and gave him directions, resting my head on the car seat, I dosed off.
• When I opened my eyes again we were at the entrance of the house, the house was nothing I expected, when we got in last night I expected the house to be more of a bachelor style but surprisingly, it had a lot of homey touch and feel, I paid the cab man and exited the car, dragging my tired ass into the house, I didn't know my way around the huge house, I wondered how the moron, yeah I am still going to call him that in my head, I wonder how he lived here all by himself, it wasn't as big as our mansion back home in Arizona but it was still huge for one person to live in, I checked the time, it was past two in the afternoon, I was both hungry and tired, I didn't know which to treat first, I couldn't order something because we'll I used up all the cash with me, New York is freaking expensive, so I had to locate the kitchen if I was going to eat, been in the big house alone was hard, I heard a noise coming from the lower part of the house where I felt the kitchen would be located,maybe the moron was home, I traced the noise, that sounded like clash of kitchen knives and spoons, I expected to see Cross there but I was met with the wondering eyes of an older lady, who should be around her late forties or early fifties, she looked at me expectantly and I greeted her.