Catherine's POV. As I emerge from the car, a familiar scent envelops me, a blend of freshly cut grass and the faint aroma of cafeteria food lingering in the air. With a casual wave, I bid Henry farewell as he sped off. It was a great weekend and I hope it will be a great week too. In less than three months, I'll graduate and focus on my career fully. Life's set, Lucas had arranged everything and when he told me everything yesterday, I was shocked and excited of course, it really feels good to have someone watch out for you and love you of course.The early morning hours stretch ahead and I have no classes until nine and Natty wasn't in school yet. I settle into our customary spot, a cozy nook where Nat and I often stay. Anticipating her arrival, I pull out my phone and reluctantly log into social media. Despite the countless accounts created on my behalf, I've yet to fully immerse myself in the digital realm. Graduation marks the turning point, the moment when I'll finally have the
Catherine's POV. As Natasha pulled up in front of their house, I couldn't shake the feeling of chaos consuming me. It was as if my entire existence was unraveling before my eyes, and I was powerless to stop it. How has this information gotten out? Whoever was responsible had shattered the life I'd painstakingly built over the years with just one piece of news.Journalists had swarmed us as we drove to this place, their questions and cameras overwhelming. If it hadn't been for Natasha's quick thinking and skilled driving, I might still be trapped amidst their relentless pursuit and stupid questions. But amidst the chaos in my life right now, different questions echoed in my mind: What should I do now? How could I possibly begin to untangle this mess? And where was Lucas in all of this? He should have been here, by my side, facing this together. But his absence only added to my sense of dread. Has something happened to him? Was he okay?"Cathy darling?" Natasha's voice broke through m
Catherine's POV. "Sweetheart, look how pale you've become." Natasha's mother said immediately I stepped into the dinning room. I had tensed up but immediately I saw the care in her eyes. I wanted to break down and cry but I kept a straight firm face and smiled at her. "Good morning ma'am." I mumbled, my heart beating so hard and if one could have probably paid close attention, they would have heard the loud beating of my heart. I feel so alone right now. "My sweet child... Look what the bad ones have done to you."Before I could even process her response, she closed the distance between us in a heartbeat, enveloping me in a hug so tight it felt like she was trying to squeeze away all the pain I carried inside. It was a hug unlike any I'd ever experienced from a woman before, a gesture of maternal warmth I had long yearned for but never dared to hope for cause I know that I would never get it no matter how much I hope for it. Frozen for a fleeting moment because of the unexpected
Catherine's POV. "Thank you so much for everything Mrs Adam." Lucas appreciated Natasha's Mom after I finished narrating what had happened. Turning to Natasha, he continued, "And you, Natasha, your effort in keeping her safe means the world to me. I truly appreciate it." Natasha's cheeks flushed crimson, a hue so vibrant it seemed to paint the room. It was the first time I had seen her blush so intensely, I knew my bestie had a huge crush on my Lucas. She had told me numerous times but she was equally afraid of him. Weird combo but funny. "It's the least we could do for you," Mrs. Adams chimed in, her voice brimming with warmth. "You've been a tremendous help to our family, and this is our humble way of saying thank you for everything." Leaning into Lucas's comforting presence, I rested my head on his shoulder, relishing the solace he brought, it really felt good to have him here. I want to question him about his whereabouts all these while but I guess it was best I let him f
Catherine's POV. Two weeks later. A low sigh escaped me as I stared at the kids playing happily, despite the chaos in my life, they were a beautiful reason for me to smile. It's been over two weeks since the scandalous event and nothing has been the same again, it seems as if the world was after me. I can't watch any news channel again, my phone seems like a disease to me because any time I tap it open, I would see something that would make me cry, something that would hurt every part of me. And school? School's a farce now, I attempt going to school but nothing was working out, I'm being haunted for having an affair with my ex boyfriend's dad, I was being bullied and when Lucas found out, he went to warn them but the school management had said some bullshit that made Lucas beat the living hell out of some of them, he had fired a lot of people, some students were expelled on his order. School feels like a mockery now. I try to go, but it's as if I'm walking through a minefield. T
Catherine's POV. "It's a hard time, not much of a bad time darling love. Strength is born in the crucible of adversity, and you, my dear, are forged from the strongest steel. Embrace the challenge, for within it lies the opportunity to rise, to grow, and to shine brighter than ever before." Lucas's words penetrated into my ears as I lay on his shoulder, thinking about everything that was happening. I smiled weakly, my fingers intertwining with his. "You always know just what to say, don't you, baby?" I murmured, gratitude welling up inside me for his strong support.Lucas let out a heavy sigh, his breath slow and steady. "I wish I could do more for you, darling. It's frustrating feeling so powerless, like my wings have been clipped and you have really clipped my wings, it's not fair," he confessed, his voice tinged with a hint of sadness.I chuckled softly, lifting his hand to my lips and planting a gentle kiss on his palm. "Oh, daddy, don't be silly," I teased affectionately, my h
Catherine's POV. As I stormed out of the courtroom, my blood boiled with fury. "This is rubbish!" I exclaimed, unable to contain my frustration anymore. "How could the court be swayed by Lauren's fake evidence and the gibberish his lawyer was spouting? They think I'm incapable of raising my own kids, the same kids I've been caring for all alone during the first few years of their lives!"Lucas, the only voice of reason in my life, held me gently, urging me to calm down. But calm was the last thing on my mind. "They've hit the wrong spot this time," I seethed, my anger simmering beneath the surface. "How dare they question my credibility as a mother? I'll put that trash right in his place once we get home."Despite my seething anger, I refrained from lashing out in the courtroom. Lucas's words had soothed me, tempering my rage. But once we were back in the confines of our home, all bets were off. Lauren wouldn't escape my wrath... Not even God would help that dunce of a man from my wr
Catherine's POV. "Thank you," I mumbled, accepting the soda from Bella's outstretched hand."You're welcome, honey," Bella replied with a warm smile.Bella had always been like an elder sister to me, a source of comfort and support in times of need. Despite the problem I was facing, I couldn't help but feel grateful for the blessings life had bestowed upon me, including the presence of people like Bella."Do you need anything else, dear?" she asked, her eyes filled with concern as she studied my face.I returned her smile, though it felt strained. I knew she was worried about me, just as Lucas was. With the court hearing looming in just two days, tension was very high.Both parties had presented their cases, and soon the judgment would be handed down. I clung to my faith in God and in justice, praying that my children would not be taken away from me. I couldn't bear the thought of being separated from them, and I knew Lucas felt the same way. Our children were our lifeline, the very