C182 One hundred and Eighty-One

Catherine's POV

I carefully took in her room, an empty feeling of anger and loss eating deep. I had never been here even once while she was alive and now I suddenly liked it here. I am such a hypocrite but right now I couldn't care less, she was my mother and yet I couldn't try to fix our strained relationship, I didn't even try to put in a little effort despite all she did to get through to me