It was times like these that Katerina wished she wasn't pregnant. For one it would make her life so much easier. But really the fact that getting absolutely shit-faced was off the table wasn't fair. The woman crying on the ground had managed to have the strength to say no, but her husband hadn't. "Don't mention it. Seriously though, don't." Kat could tell that the apology was real, even if she didn't really want one.

Watching the woman go she would wait until she was out the door before following to make sure she didn't fall as soon as she hit the street. Satisfied she went back to work. Katerina had no plans on returning home to Fabian that night, staying with her siblings for the next three nights while she worked things out in her head. Under the guise of missing them dearly of course, which was mostly true, but she continued to keep Fabian's mistakes to herself. She would mull Regan's words over and over again in her head, alone until she wasn't thinking about stabbing her husband the second she saw him.

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