Chatpter 69: Giving Nick One More Chance
CATHERINE
I took the elevator to my apartment, dropped my coat over the back of the couch, and poured two fingers of whiskey that I didn't drink immediately, just held it in my hands and thought about how my plan had failed tonight. I stood in my kitchen, which was beautiful and expensive and entirely mine, and I thought about Logan's face when he'd talked about Sedona managing Nick's condition. How he was subconsciously comparing me to her, when all this time, reverse had been the case.
*She was doing what a mother does.*
He'd said it like it was simple. Like it was obvious and he was supposed to have seen it all this while.
Like the three years of detailed invisible maintenance was evidence of the signs of a capable mother and he was only n
