Although Catarina didn't necessarily agree with the idea of letting Erin getting her way, the situation wasn't important enough to cause a fight about and it didn't affect Cat anyway, so she simply nodded when Enamie said she and Jake would be fine. "Okay, I'll be down in a little," she said once Enamie announced that the pizza would be ready in an hour. Erin had already exited the kitchen and Catarina wasn't going to sit around and third wheel with Enamie and Jake. It would have been awkward enough had she not seen him naked, but knowing what had happened a few months back just made it even worse.
Her bags were still waiting for her by the front door so she quickly found those and brought them upstairs. Her old bedroom had been converted into a guest room years ago when she moved out, but Cat didn't mind. She preferred the modern look over the overly pink scheme that it had once been anyway, and even though there were probably at least five or six other unoccupied rooms in the house, she liked the location of hers. It was situated at the back of the house where it overlooked the patio and backyard, and there was only one room next to hers, so even if they had guests over, it was usually quiet. As she approached the bedroom, she could see the master bedroom that her mother and Richard shared. The door was closed and although part of Catarina was curious to see what state it was left in, it felt eerie just going near the room. It was crazy to think that two weeks ago, the couple slept in that room for the last time, and had Richard not been drunk they would have returned to it later that night. Part of her wanted to blame Richard for her mother's death because it really was his fault, but she had grown to like him and knew that her mother had probably recognized he was drunk when she got in the car. It was probably just as much her fault as it was his.
Her room didn't bring back many nostalgic memories but she took a few minutes to unpack the clothes she did bring today and fill the dresser and closet with them. She was in no rush to get back downstairs so after organizing her wardrobe, she collapsed onto her bed for a few minutes. It still hadn't fully sunk in that this was her life now. At least for the next four years, she would have to spend at least some of her time taking care of Erin. Even though she wasn't a little kid, she was still going to be a lot of work. Part of her wanted to just tell Enamie that she was on her own with this. If that meant she had to forfeit her part of the inheritance, so be it. She had her own money from acting and losing a couple million dollars might be worth it if it meant she was free of playing mommy to a bratty sister who she already seemed not to be connecting with.
She knew she couldn't back out this early on though, so after a few moments of rest, she returned downstairs, just in time for the pizza to come out of the oven. "Ooooh, looks good," she said as she made her way towards the hot food. She took a piece for herself and then sat down at the table, pretending not to notice Erin's second complaint of the night. Enamie had done a good job at dealing with it the first time so she would let her figure it out again. She seemed to have more patience than Cat did, anyway.