Chapter 57 A Place To Rest

• Cathy's P.O.V
• I braced myself for it. The laughter, the satisfaction, the inevitable 'I told you so' that I knew I deserved. Hannah had every right to throw my own words back at my face, to remind me how I had called her jealous, how I had chosen Xavier over our friendship. I had been so cruel to her, so blindly devoted to a man who turned out to be everything she had warned me about.
• But the laughter never came.