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into her life and became beside herself with rage. She saw throw cushions she hadn't chosen, a pair of earrings on a side table and a potted plant she knew had to be Tanya's because Kurtis didn't know how to look after them. The temptation to rip up the cushions, break the earring and throw over the plant was immense.
    Catherine rushed into the study and picked up the photograph, the one that had sealed her fate with Kurtis, and smashed it onto the floor. It did not break but a tiny crack formed on the glass. She knelt down and picked it up pressing her finger against the cracked glass until a small splinter inserted itself into her skin. She saw specks of blood and put her finger in her mouth.
    Damn that Tanya and damn James for taking this picture. She wanted to have words with him. She wanted to string him up. James had caused enough of a problem for her in the past and she wanted to go over and give him a piece of her mind.
    In the taxi ride over, she began to plan what she would say to James but by the time the taxi pulled up to his apartment, she had hatched another idea.
    “Hey Ghost! What brings you to McConnagh Mansions?” James beamed when he saw Catherine at his door.
    “Step aside, James, I don't have any time for your games.” Catherine marched right by him and headed straight for the drinks cabinet. She poured herself a brandy.
    “Whoa, whoa, whoa, when did you start knocking back the cognac? Go easy, that stuff is expensive.” James grinned and held out his hands.
    “You owe me.” Catherine said and tipped her head back for another gulp.
    “What do you mean?”
    “I was just over at Kurtis's and I walked in on him and the voluptuous Tanya having some pretty serious words. You could cut the atmosphere with a knife. It couldn't have been more tasty. I could’ve walked up to Kurtis and shown him how sweet I was and remind him of how good we were together.”
    “And why didn't you?” James poured himself a brandy.
    “Because of what they were arguing about. That damned picture you took of me wearing the engagement ring, remember?”
    “Ah, yes.” James grinned again and shook his head in celebration of his handiwork.
    “It's no laughing matter. Why the hell did you plant that picture there, James? I could have had Kurtis eating out of my hand. You said you deleted those pictures.”
    “I did. Well I thought I did. I came across it by chance. I didn't know you were still...well still with us, shall we say? I wanted to get at that jumped up bastard, mess things up with him and that big breasted, black beauty of his. He was getting too happy for my liking.”
    “Well now, thanks to you, I've well and truly lost him.”
    “Is that right? Well then I'm sorry to hear it. In a way.”
    “In a way?” Catherine sighed as she flopped into an armchair. She had not eaten and the effects of the brandy was making her head swim.
    “Oh, come on, Catherine. You must know.” James looked serious for once.
    “No, I don't know.”
    “You must know how I feel about you. I've liked you a long time. Well, more than that.” He put his head down.
    “I had no idea, James. I thought you were just flirting with me in another attempt to make Kurtis angry.”
    “But you flirted back.”
    “That was just for fun. I loved Kurtis. I love Kurtis. He's the one I want. I told you that.”
    “But it didn't stop me wanting you. And, let's face it, Catherine, it didn't stop you sleeping with me either.”
    Catherine stood up. Brandy sloshed in the glass. She looked down at the drink and placed the glass on a table. She needed a clear head for what she had planned.
    “James,” her voice was calm. “That was a complete one off. We were being silly and I had a lot to drink. I told you at the time, there was no way I would leave Kurtis.”
    “Yes, you told me loud and clear.”
    “And you promised me you would never, ever tell him. It would break us.”
    “I know.”
    “But still, you started the rumors didn't you?