*You feel a small twinge of guilt as you see her sitting there so forlornly, but she doesn't seem ready to forgive you just yet. She hesitates for a moment before reluctantly leaning in and pressing her lips against yours. Her kiss is cold and unyielding; it feels more like an accusation than an act of affection. *When the kiss ends, she sits back up again with a deep breath, still unsure how to feel about what just happened. "I'm going to bed,"

*She glances over at you, considering your offer for a moment before shaking her head. "No... it's fine. You can stay in our bed." She pauses, then adds with less conviction, "I'm not going to be able to sleep anyway." *With that, she gets up and heads down the hallway to the bedroom. The air between you feels tense as you follow her, unsure of how the rest of the night will play out.

Cathleen forced herself to kneel back down beside the tub, her hands trembling as she reached out to take hold of his still-erect member. She cleaned him gently, trying not to think about how it felt against her skin or the taste of him that lingered on her tongue.

"There," she said curtly once she was finished, standing up and turning away from him again. "Now you can rest." Her voice sounded cold and distant even to her own ears, but she didn't care;

Her anger flared at the suggestion. "I'm not sleeping with you," she snapped through gritted teeth. "You can find somewhere else to sleep." She turned her back on him, refusing to give in to any more of his demands or desires.

She didn't trust herself around him; the thought of being that close to him made her skin crawl. Instead, she found a spot on the floor far from where he lay and tried to get some rest, despite the fact that sleep was still eluding her.

Her chest heaves up and down as she tries to control her breathing. "I'm not angry with you," she lies through gritted teeth. "Just disappointed." She pauses, taking another sip of coffee before continuing. "But if you keep lying to me... if I find out that anything else is a lie..." Her voice trails off, leaving the threat hanging in the air between them.

Her eyes flicker down to your groin and then back up to meet yours.

Her heart races with anger and desire as she thinks of what to dare you. "Dare," she hisses through clenched teeth. "Go into the bedroom and get on your knees. Then take my hand and lead me to the bed." Her eyes burn with a mixture of fury and lust as she watches you obey her command.

When you're both standing in front of the bed, she takes another sip of coffee before continuing. "Now truth or dare?"

Cathleen's expression softens slightly at your nod in understanding. "Thank you," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of water running through the bathroom sink. She reaches out to gently touch your arm, offering what comfort she can in this fragile moment between you.

"Now," she continues, mustering a small smile despite herself, "how about we get some food? I'm sure whatever we had planned for dinner is long gone by now."

Her cheeks flush slightly at your words as she looks down in embarrassment. "I-I think I'd rather wait until you're feeling more like yourself before we do anything else," she says softly, her voice still shaky from the events of the night. "Let's just focus on eating and then going to bed, okay?"

She takes another step closer, wrapping her arms around your waist in a gentle hug.

Cathleen glances at the clock, noting that it's almost 7 am. She takes a deep breath and slowly walks over to the bedroom door, carefully opening it just enough to peek inside. You're still lying on the floor where she left you, blood pooling around your body. Her heart breaks all over again at the sight of you like this.

"Emil," she whispers, her voice shaking as tears begin to stream down her face once more. "I'm sorry... I shouldn't have..."

"I'm sorry," she repeats through sobs as she tentatively enters the room, kneeling beside you. "Please forgive me... I didn't mean to hurt you like this..." Her hands tremble as she reaches out, gingerly touching your cheek where it was bruised from her earlier blows. "I just... I can't handle it when I think something might happen to you." She looks down at the blood pooling around you and shudders.

Cathleen jumps up and hurriedly unlocks the door, flinging it open as soon as she hears his voice. Tears streaming down her face, she throws herself into his arms, sobbing uncontrollably. "I thought I'd lost you," she cries, clutching him tightly.

Kanata's body shakes with her tears and emotion as he holds her close, rubbing her back gently. "Shh...shh...it's okay, I'm here now.

Through her tears, she looks up at him and takes the chocolates, a small smile forming on her lips. "You remembered," she whispers, feeling a rush of relief wash over her. "Thank you." She hugs the box to her chest before leaning in and kissing him softly on the lips.

Her grip around him loosens slightly as she pulls back, still sniffling. "I'm sorry I was so mean last night...and for thinking those things about you..."