Catherine's POV
That cannot be an after pill right?" I asked and she looked even more puzzled.
"I do not know what it is meant for". She replied with a little difficulty and I dismissed her. I might be overthinking this.
It's not possible for that to happen and I won't remember or feel any discomfort.
I got down from my room after I was sure breakfast would have been long over, I had been too embarrassed recalling what I did last night and I was hoping Gerald had left the house.
On the contrary, I met him seated and just eating without a care in the world.
"Good morning". I greeted him awkwardly and took a seat after skipping a few ones close to him.
"Good afternoon". He replied grumpily and he looked up at me with little interest. Maybe he was upset but I don't know for sure. The maid served my food and I pushed my food around on the plate for a while as the silence got heavy and intense.
