Chapter 62

Katarina's POV

As soon as Avi left, the depressing resentment inside me raised ten folds. I pretended to be strong all this time yet Avi’s words had emotionally struck me in the deepest part of my chest.

When he stormed out, Damien was quick to be by my side. There were still remnants of anger in his dark orbs, but that was the least of my worries now. Did Augustus think the same as Avi? That I was just using him?

Hatred was all that was left. I buried it with my own hands and it was biting back. It was such an abomination, a subversion of what should be good. I never see strong hatred except where love was betrayed or destroyed in some manner.

Yet in the bleak landscape of hatred there were always paths back to understanding and empathy, though sometimes they were barely threads in a vast wilderness of negative emotion. Would Augustus under that? Would he see that thread?

I stood there calming my ragged breathing. It took me a minute a