Chapter 180

  Catherine's POV

  "Yes. I hate him so much that I want to kill him. But I think I hate myself even more. I probably wouldn't have been able to run away that night, no matter who it was." I felt a bit stiff and cold, and I was trembling. It took great courage to open up old wounds again.

  I chose to forget everything before. I chose to start my life after I had Noah and Hedwig.

  I felt happiness only after having them in my life.

  "Ms. Wyatt, relax. Can you tell me what your nightmares were like?" Penelope asked me as softly as she could.

  I nodded.

  "Sometimes I felt torn apart by an animal, and sometimes I felt trapped in a dark room."

  "Be more specific. Have you ever had any sex dreams?"

  "Yes ... yes, once."

  "Can you see the man's face in the dream?"

  "It was very blurry. I couldn't."

  Penelope recorded my symptoms. After thinking for a moment, she suddenly said, "Now that you know it was King Blake, do you hate him?"