Catherine's POV. I let the tears that had blinded me fall as I neared my room... I felt ridiculous, worthless, and unwanted. Well, I was always unwanted but today seems so obvious and real, all those secure walls I've built around myself came crashing down in shattered pieces as the hot tears cascaded down my cheeks. I opened my door and banged it shut angrily, the shoes were beginning to hurt my toes so I kicked them off and they flung in different directions, "I should... I shouldn't have gone there, I shouldn't have." I sobbed and fell on the floor with a soft thud, raised my legs, and rested my chest on them as I began to cry hard again."Fvck you, Lauren, fvck you for everything you used your stupid mouth to say about me...you..." I inhaled sharply and let out a raspy breath, "You're... You're a pathetic loser." I wailed hard and my chest felt compressed the more, utter devastation pulsed through my veins because the pain I was in was slowly consuming and making me sick. The so

Catherine's POV. "But I kept mute because I don't wanna ruin your dinner." I defended my actions."And when did I plead with you not to ruin my dinner?" He asked back and I opened my eyes wide in surprise, my lips parted to bring out words but I was speechless. "Answer me Red hair, did I ask you to keep mute and watch other people ridicule you, call you names? Did I?" He asked again and I sighed, totally stunned by the new turns.I'm entirely surprised by this new man sitting in front of me, talking to me with respect, "I just don't want to ruin things, people believe that I ruin lots of things so... I don't even know what to do, I'm just surprised right now." I expressed sincerely, astonished and unable to truly understand whatever was going on. "I know how hard life has been with you Catharine, but I want you to trust yourself, trust those invisible scars you've earned in the process of all the struggles you've been through in life, trust your experience, and don't let anyone bel

Catherine's POVI looked up at him firmly and squarely, squinted my eyes, summoned my powerful voice, and declared, "MR. LUCAS LEONARD, I WANT TO SPEAK TO YOU RIGHT NOW AND YOU SHALL LISTEN." His frown deepened and I could see him from the corner of my eyes dropping the book he was holding, then slowly but steadily, he began to take meaningful strides towards me and all my boldness evaporated because I began to take shaky steps backward. I moved backward till my back hit something solid... Oh no, not this awkward position again! His finger lifted my chin and I stared at his deep blue, his Cologne was intoxicating me and it would only be a matter of time before I'd pass out... I should have left when he told me to... I should have because I'm not ready to handle this intoxicating enigma. "What did you say, Red Hair?" He asked, his breath fanning my face and I could almost taste the coffee he took. "Not...nothing..." I stuttered and his frown deepened, he closed the gap between us,

"Red hair..." He breathed out my name and I moved closer to him, those alluring lips calling to me. "Lucas..." I muttered his name and those lips unfurled into a smile that made my heart somersault. "What do you want, Red hair?" He asked in a hoarse voice and I blinked rapidly.What do I want?You, Lucas... I just want you... You.But instead of saying what's in my head, I just stared at him... Waiting for him… waiting for him to do the needful but he just stared at me too."I'm sorry if my action hurt you, Catherine, I'm so sorry." He mussed and he began to lower his head towards mine. That insane part of me that had wanted more jumped up in happiness.My eyes drifted close as I waited but instead of feeling those lips on my mouth, I felt their moist warmth on my forehead. I felt disappointment surge through me but I ravish the connection of his lips on my skin. He suddenly moved away from me and I was quick to flip my eyes open to see what went wrong but I just saw those deep blu

Lucas's POV. My fist clenched hard when I saw Catherine's eyes clouded with tears and I knew that it would be a matter of time before those tears fell. She'd been strong enough, she's extremely strong and that's what I admired most about her, however, my ludicrous son has ways of always making her cry. "I'm listening, Lauren, what are you talking about?" I asked, my voice raspy. I tried very hard to resist the urge to stand up and assure my Red Hair that everything would be alright, she looked nervous, disturbed, and weary. "Dad, I'm just gonna give you a choice 'cause I'm getting tired of this silly everyday drama, she's ruining our life and her presence is putting this family in jeopardy, I'm tired of her, I'm tired of seeing her stupid ugly face here!" Lauren ranted and I rolled my eyes. I wondered what was wrong with him. "Can you go straight to the point or will you keep ranting like some madman? I don't have time for all these, Lauren, either you state what you wish to say o