KATE’s P.O.V.
I dropped my bag on my bed, my tears are still streaming down on my cheeks. I feel so empty, my mind couldn’t think of anything besides what Elijah has been keeping to me ever since.
I know that there is still a probability that he really is in love with me, but I don’t know if I could live the rest of my life with someone who’s been keeping secrets to me and such. I don’t know if I could still trust someone.
My mind is now flooded with those silly what ifs again. What if I didn’t saw that letter? Then I wouldn’t be able to find out the truth. And Elijah looked like he wasn’t planning on telling me about that thing either.
“Ms. Kate, someone is waiting for you in front of our house,” one of our maids called me.
She was in the other side of the door while I’m still inside of my room, crying for what I’ve found out earlier today. Mom will be home tomorrow, she promised that. And I’m hoping that they could explain it to me as early as possible.