LOVE YOU TO THE MOON AND BACK
before swiftly exiting the premises.
I made an attempt to follow her, but my mother intervened, instructing Christian to accompany her instead. "As a woman, she needs her solitude," my stepmother explained before standing up herself.
I retreated to my bedroom, feeling exasperated, only to find Catherine dressed in elegant night attire. Seeing her so at ease only served to stoke my anger further.
"What is your intention?" I demanded, my tone seething with fury.
"To excel," she retorted.
"In what capacity?" I pressed.