301: ANSWERS

LUKE'S POV "I can't believe you would do that, Luke," my mother spoke, with her arms crossed, and then she treads nigher to me. "Do what?" I asked, not taking my eyes off her. And yes, I clearly had an idea of what she was talking about, but let's see how this works out. "You promised me." "Promised you what?" "That you would help me talk to Catherine." "I did?" I raised an eyebrow, still playing dumb around here. "What the hell is wrong with you, Luke? Why are you acting like this right now?" "Acting like what?" My mother let out a frustrated sigh. "It's going to be ridiculous if we continue to go like this." "Then you can just end the conversation." "Luke, please just..." she sighed, closing her eyes, and her tone softened. "Please, just help me." "Mom," I said, stepping closer to her, feeling the weight of the conversation settling between us. "I'll help you talk to Catherine. We'll figure this out together." She looked up at me, a mixture of surprise and gratitude flic