Katherine’s povWhile I was doing my makeup, someone knocked on my door.Not having the strength to open it, I yelled a “come in!” and went on with my makeup.The door slowly opened with Renee walking in. She had in her hand a little flower like she was a little girl being punished and she had shown up with a gift to apologize.“What do you want?” I asked while looking at her through the reflection on the mirror.“I just want to say that… I’m sorry.”I scoffed. “If you were, we would not be going through this.”She sighed and walked into the middle of the room as the door closed gently.“If this is another of your plot, save it,” I said with a cold voice. “Ever since you showed up you’ve done nothing but try to take me down. It’s a miracle I survived. If it’s not you, it’s Zelda. The both of you so against me that you’ll do anything including kill me and this child I’m carrying. How evil can two people be?”She could not counter my words as she looked down and took in deep breaths.“Y
Renee’s povI was seated on the edge of the bed and staring at the floor while my hands were shaking. I could feel the frustrations within me. I had failed.But how?I had paid the driver. Paid him well. I’d called the men, given them the location exactly, the time, and where she would be going. All this I knew. All this should have been right.I told the driver to make her trust him so that she would fall into my trap and yet she had gotten out of the trap.How did Katherine get out?My mouth was dry. My thoughts were crowding, knocking into each other inside my head. That woman… That damned woman had made everything I’d ever done look like a goddamn joke.I clenched my fists.All my plans—every one of them—she had dodged it like it was nothing. Like I was a child playing dress-up. I was mad. Not just mad at her. I was furious with myself.I had underestimated her.I did not see who she was. I should have kept a better sight on her. I should have known.And now look at me, beaten a
Katherine’s povThe driver fell to his knees, right there in the middle of the hospital driveway.“Please, madam,” he begged. “Please forgive me. I didn’t want to. I— I panicked. I was told to lie to you.”Grace furrowed her brow. “By who?”He looked upward, sweat streaming down his face. “Miss Renee. She told me to lie and say it was a death trap so I could draw you out of here. But the God’s honest truth is… the trap is real. It’s on the lonesome road. She brought some men up there. They were going to shoot up the car. That part’s true, I swear! She also had the roads closed so that she would be able to only attack you as you will be the only one to cross that road. And I will lead you through it.”I scoffed. “So she had the connections to do all this… just to get rid of me. That’s below her but okay.”I looked at him and smiled while folding my arms. “You know what I hate the most?” I said as he shook his head. It’s when people try to double cross me. Or try to play me. Especially
Katherine’s povI stepped out into the hallway, my face wet with tears I hadn’t felt falling. My brother was asleep, still all wired up. But he was alive, and that would do for now.Grace was speaking to some guards by the doorway. She gave a low laugh at something one of them said, but when she saw me her eyes changed and she came over quickly to touch my sleeve.“Are you ready to go home madam?” she asked in a hushed tone.“Yes I am, let’s go.”She nodded as she walked down the hall with me. The moment I got out, the hot wind from the day hit my face.I looked around and cleaned the little tears that were still holding onto my cheek.We got into the parking lot and saw the driver sitting by the car. He looked up when he saw us approaching and hurried toward us. Something wasn’t normal about his face.It looked scared."Madam," he panted, catching up with me. His voice was low. "Please, just hold it before you get into the car."“Why?” I asked him slowly, narrowing my eyes.He looked
Katherine’s povI had not expected to see dahlia, my stepmother here. My eyes shot to the figure behind her, Emily hee evil daughter.“Well look at you, coming here to see Jordan. What gives you the right to think you can do that?”“Hello Dahlia,” I said with a frown. “It’s a surprise to see you here. And what do you mean by that? Jordan is my brother. I can see him anytime I want.”“Not after leaving this family in such an embarrassing and disgraceful manner.”“Coming from you who would have done anything to see me being sold off to the devil. Now you’re acting like I’m the problem.”She stopped in the middle of the room as Emily went to sit with crossed legs. I could see Grace and Emily shoot each other with their eyes.“I don’t know about you but you’re always been a problem in this family,” she laughed. “Ever since I married your father you’ve wanted to do anything to kick me out of the house. You've wanted to tarnish my image. You’ve wanted to destroy all I’ve created.”“And what
Katherine’s povI got up that morning and stretched as I looked at the curtain.I had to leave to go see my brother.I got up with a sigh and walked to the bathroom to have my bath.The water felt divine on my skin—warm and gentle and soothing. I stood under it for a while letting it wash over me, washing all the thoughts that tried to fill up in my brain away before I bathed and got out drying myself off and getting into something minimal not really ready to do anything bold or make an entrance today—I just wanted to visit him at the hospital.I was brushing my hair in front of the mirror when I heard the door open and Grace walked into my room.“Madam Katherine,” she said gently, “you’re up early this morning, are you going out?”I nodded as I set my brush down. "Yeah. I need to go see my brother at the hospital." I smiled at her. “I haven’t seen him in a long time.”Grace nodded seriously. “Then I’ll come with you.”I looked at her. “You don’t have to—”“I want to,” she said quick