Who are you, Cathleen Knight?

Dora had a look at Cathleen and was on the verge of being rude, but then remembered why she was there in the first place.

"So, this is your husband now. I thought you were supposed to be married to your first love. What's his name? Finn. Is that his name?" Dora said as she ordered what she wanted to eat. Xavier found their relationship to be quite interesting for a mother and daughter to have, so he leaned back in his chair and wanted to know what Cathleen was going to say to the woman.

"You seemed to have a short memory, Dora. Wasn't that the same first love that I caught fucking Avery from behind?" Caleb's hand shot up to his mouth, a look of shock and pain twisting his features. Xavier wasn't surprised; he had come to learn that Cathleen possessed a sharp, cutting tongue capable of inflicting emotional wounds. Her words were like daggers, leaving behind scars that never truly healed.

"That's no way to be talking about your sister!"

"I'm a West; how is she my sister again?"

Cathleen