"Why are your eyes red?" Tyler asked, his brows furrowing as he looked at Mathilda.
"I'll explain later. But first, I want you to meet someone." Mathilda replied, her voice carrying a hint of urgency.
"If it's that important, why not now?" Tyler questioned, sensing something off about her demeanor.
"Because," Mathilda smirked, crossing her arms, "teasing Catherine before she regains her memories is far more important right now."
Tyler sighed but didn't argue further. They now stood before Catherine's house, the door just inches away. Tyler reached out to open it, but Mathilda, still dressed as a man, stopped him.
"Nuh-uh," she said, shaking her head. "I'll do it alone."
Before Tyler could protest, she slipped inside and shut the door behind her. He let out a breath, deciding to wait. He had a feeling this was going to be entertaining.
Inside, Mathilda barely had time to take in her surroundings before Catherine extended her hand, offering her a glass of juice.
