KATHERINE
Confusion. That was all I felt.
Rowan dropped the cake on the table and just stood there staring at me. It was very quiet and I had to say something. Anything.
“Rowan…"
“Happy birthday, Katherine." I almost didn't hear what he said because his voice was very low.
His facial expression was hard to read. And I was actually getting worried because I thought something was wrong.
“Are you okay, Rowan?"
He looked away from me and shifted from one foot to another.
“Happy birthday, Katherine. I got you something."
He stretched out his hand and handed me the box. With hesitation, I took the box. Was this a trap?
I took the present out of the box. It was a hoodie, a purple hoodie. I turned around to look at him because I didn't understand.
“You always complain about the cold. I
