CHAPTER 17

CHARLOTTE'S POV

I laid on the bed, staring at the ceiling as questions upon questions popped into my head. How did I get here? Rose hasn't come to visit me for the past two weeks, I haven't seen Owen since the day he stood outside my door. What did I do wrong?

I stared at the bowl of ice cream on the table stand and I sighed. He had fulfilled his end of the contract and given me everything I needed. A thought dropped into my mind and I sat up immediately. He has done everything I asked for… but what have I done for him?

He paid my debts, allowed me the freedom I needed but unfortunately I'm an introvert and I have nowhere to go, I receive a bowl of ice cream everyday just like I asked. But I've never done anything for him. Nothing at all. Isn't that unfair?

Just as I was thinking of what to do for him, someone knocked rhythmically on my door and I knew it was Catherine. She came to visit me every now and then and always made sure that I was never too bored or lonely.

I jumped off the