Catherine POV
I never had the guts to tell anyone what I had seen that night, not even Jimmy. I was afraid of what people would think.
They might just think I am crazy, yet I just revealed my secret to Colt.
Colt got to his feet, not saying a word, and pushed the wheelchair toward the exit.
His face had turned hard and cold, and the muscles in his jaw were jumping out of anger.
Was he angry at what I just told him?
Angry at me?
My heart sank into my shoes.
I shouldn't have told him!
He must think I am crazy. He will now use this as a reason to reject me and then send me off to some kind of loony bin.
I can't go to a mental hospital; I am not crazy!
I swear this is true; that was what I saw and felt.
Then why was it so bloody difficult to talk to Colt now?
Why was I so afraid……
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