After the final event for the day, I made plans to visit the library with Cathy, study since we had an exam next week.
To say I needed it was an understatement. I’ve been so distracted with everything that if I didn’t double down on studying fast, it’d affect my GPA.
But Cathy had to bail suddenly.
“Why can’t you go?” I asked, confused, Cathy never bails on our plans.
“Something came up,” She said, guilt and sadness coming off her, probably from bailing on me so last minute.
But, when I asked if she could tell me what she had to deal with, she kept it vague and never really answered the question.
Cathy’s always been honest with me, sometimes radically honest if the need arises.
But today she was being cagy and hiding something from me and to be honest, it kind of hurt.
I trust Cath
