Catherine's POV
As I was packing my bag, a notification popped on my phone. It was a message from Dante.
I'm waiting for you outside. Wanna ask you something.
I let out a long sigh, staring at the screen. I was already burned out for the day and really hoped to get home after school but with Dante's request, I couldn't.
"Is that Lucy calling?" Tessa asked, leaning over her own bag. She looked exhausted too.
"Yeah," I said, shoving my notebook into my bag.
Tessa gave me a weak smile and patted my arm. "Well, go on then. Take your time with him. I'm heading out right now anyway. Ethan has got that nasty flu that's going around. He sounds like he's dying, so I need to go play nurse."
"Oh no," I said, feeling a genuine pang of sympathy. Ethan was a good guy, the kind of steady presence Tessa needed. "Please send him my regards. Tell him I hope he feels better soon."
