TWENTY SIX

TWENTY SIX

CATHERINA

I am a fool… I am fool, I chanted as I fled from his presence.

I had thought that maybe it was time to be emboldened and show him how I felt towards him.

“What do you feel for him? The husband of your sister” I snapped at myself.

I remained in the shadows until I heard the front door close before I walked back out and climbed the stairs to my room.

I was thoroughly ashamed and embarrassed and was thankful nobody had been there to witness my shame,

It was obvious that he felt nothing towards me and I had allowed myself to be misguided by the fact that he was protective of me.

He had killed for me, what else was there to be sure of? I thought

My eyes drifted to the jacket that I hung neatly, the one he had given me when he had found me under the rain. He had saved me then too from possible hypothermia and had even berated me.

I smiled and I rose to where the Jacket hung; it no longer smelled of him but I could still recall the warmth when he had wrapped it around my