CHAPTER 123

KATHERINE. ‘Fuck.’ That was the word that constantly popped up in my head ever since I woke up. I pressed my lips together as I moved closer to the door that separated my dressing room from the bedroom and listened for movement outside. There was none. There was no movement in her dressing room either and I was sure she wasn't in the bathroom since I just came out of there. That meant she didn't come back to the room after she left, which had been about thirty minutes after our argument… scratch that, after me lashing out at her. I felt horrible – the same adjective I'd used to describe her yesterday – and she probably hated me. I opened the dressing room’s door and even though I was sure that there was no one else there, I still peeked into the room. Everything was the same way it had been last night – even the bottle that had slipped out of my hand and its contents were still on the floor – and I stared at Lenore’s side for a couple of seconds before finally stepping out of the roo