Chapter 33

Of course she didn’t believe me. Catherine crossed her arms. ‘All just your tricks. You say you want out, but you’re clinging to him every chance you get. Now that he’s finally interested in me, you’re pulling stunts to drag him back.’ I wanted to throw up my arms like a cartoon character. It was like talking to a wall. ‘Catherine,’ I said, gritting my teeth, ‘Rhys isn’t refusing to end it because he’s still obsessed with me. He’s doing it because he’s terrified of what the tabloids will say. He’s doing it because he’s too much of a coward to tell his mummy no. The same goes for you. You’re coming at me because you’re too scared to pick a fight with Rhys or Louisa. You two really are a match made in dysfunctional heaven.’ ‘It’s not like that! Rhys is just worried about his mum’s health. That’s why he won’t end things yet.’ ‘Right. And you, standing here hissing at me to tell Louisa about your little love story with Rhys—means you’re obviously not worried about her health at all, right?