Chapter 256

Della’s POV

Under the dimmed light of the room, Cathy stood cautiously, trying to hide her nervousness by clutching the half-empty glass of wine in her hand.

She wore a blue blouse that appeared to be crocheted and was slightly oversized. It was paired with baggy black pants. Her huge rimmed glasses, which were somewhat crooked, rested on the bridge of her nose, and was partially obscuring her brown eyes. Meanwhile, her blackish-brown hair cascaded down the sides of her face, having loosened from her messy ponytail.

As young as Cathy looked, her style and demeanor seemed old-fashioned. Her heavy, unevenly applied eyeliner and smudged lipstick hinted at poor makeup skills.

Do I look scary? I don’t think so, do I?

After closing the door, I sat down opposite her. I crossed my legs and motioned to the sofa behind her with my hand, giving her a wide smile. “Relax, Cathy, I don’t bite. Have a seat.”