Catherine sat in the backseat of her black luxury car, her hands trembling on her lap as the driver pulled away from Edward's estate.
Her heart was pounding violently in her chest.
That... that child.
Seraphina.
Tim's daughter.
Catherine clenched her fists. The little girl looked too much like Tim. From her eyes to her expressions... everything screamed Carter blood.
It wasn't just the resemblance that shook Catherine to her core. It was the way that little brat looked at her.
Like she could see right through her.
Catherine felt something foreign and terrifying stirring inside her. Guilt.
Her mind screamed at her to hate that child. To reject her. To never acknowledge her existence.
Her heart was betraying her.
Catherine Carter had spent years blaming Aurora for destroying Tim. For turning him into the cold, ruthless man he had become.
Catherine Carter had spent years blaming Aurora for destroying Tim. For turning him into the cold, ruthless man he had become.
