CAT
The women in the De Santi family are trying to kill me—both literally and figuratively.
First, it was Alma trying to make me frame Sasha, and maybe incriminate me too while at it. She was probably going to use me as a weapon to stab her enemy and then discard me as well. I am glad her plan didn't work.
Who knows, she could have postponed it now that she knew she ran the risk of me blurting it out to someone once things went south. She must be plotting something else in that brilliant mind of hers.
Speaking of Sasha, she finally left. I am not going to miss her. Too bad. In another life, maybe we could have been friends. But she had to be so close to Will that it made me go nuts. I don't know why it bothers me so much that other women are trying to get their claws on him. He is ridiculously hot, I get it, but there is nothing going on between us. It shouldn't matter.
Except, it does.