#Chapter 163: Caught

Almara’s Pov I feel bad as I dial Cathy’s number and tell her that Grace and I will need to reschedule. With each passing ring, my guilt builds. Then again, I don’t know what I really have to feel guilty about. I’d feel even worse if after Archer old me his struggles and I just left without any act of kindness. “Hey, Almara.” Cathy finally picks up. “Hi, Cathy.” I hesitate with my next sentence and apparently that’s all that needs to be said because Cathy already lets out a bothered sigh. “You can’t come tonight, can you?” She says and I hate that I have to confirm her suspicions. “I’m so sorry.” I tell her. Cathy and I haven’t really been on solid ground since, well since we we’re in jail together. Honestly, you’d think that be the sort of thing that bonds two people but I guess not always. I’d like to think our disagreement about what she should have done regarding going on a date with our lawyer, Calvin, was stemmed from sleepless nights, irritation, and lack of food but sti