A Graduation Gift

Chapter 62 The Storm

A heavy silence permeated the elevator. Cassandra glanced at the redness spreading over Rufus' hand, and felt her heart squeeze in pain.

She tried to keep the tears in her eyes from running down her face.

"Rufus… You… You asshole!"

The words burst from her. She struggled to get her emotions under control, barely noticing that her fingernails were dug into her palms. Her voice trembled with emotion.

Her reaction made Rufus's face soften.

He looked away from her, wanting to conceal the swirl of emotions in his nebulous eyes.

Each droplet of tears that escaped from her eyes splashed straight onto his heart.

His heart became heavier and heavier.

As soon as the lift doors opened, Cassandra rushed out. After a second Rufus realized that she was heading not toward the carpark, but towards the exit.

While he stood there stunned, Cassandra disappeared into the heavy rain.

He dashed to the main gate, but Cassandra was nowhere to be seen.

The swirling sky above him, was dark as ink. A traffic light stood out in the storm, a beacon in the night.

He stood for a second, and then spun back toward the carpark. Climbed into his car, he sped out of the building right away.

The car seared through the thundering weather; the wipers screeching hopelessly against the downpour. He peered through the rain, barely able to see the road. He had no idea how he would find Cassandra.

But Rufus was determined. Slowly, he circled around the block, driving back and forth for some time before finally spotting a bedraggled woman at the corner of the street.

She was huddled under a ledge outside of a darkened shop. The ledge barely kept the rain from her, with water lashing at her on either side.

As he parked the car and leapt out of the door, he saw her sitting on haunches and staring blankly at the rain.

He ripped his coat off and covered her with it.

He crouched down and put his arms around her, almost flinching as he felt how cold and drenched she was.

"What were you thinking? Do you know how severe this typhoon is?"

and fear out of his voice. The rain streamed across his face, and the wind ripped the words from out of

heard him. The tears streaming out of her eyes mingled

at the spur of the moment. She was almost knocked flat by the

in her eyes and mouth and

were soaked and heavy, and the cold had seeped deep

She needed to get away from Rufus,

way forward. And she couldn't go back

her knees. When she lifted her hands she found them covered in dirt and mud, and after standing up she saw her

blue they were turning, and her body was trembling so much that

when she ran out of the carpark nor realized how dangerous this weather would be. In desperation she ran to find some kind of shelter. This was when Rufus

the rain, but

went furious when he saw the

me take you to tidy yourself up,"

looked empty and unfocused, and she seemed to

wipe the water from her face, and nearly drew back in shock when he felt how cold she

It's okay," the man tried to reassure her and himself.

corpse, and the lifelessness in her eyes sent a chill down Rufus's

him, he tried to use his

little, and her eyes looked momentarily up at

he couldn't waste another second asking her how she was feeling.

her head against his chest. He brought her carefully to the passenger seat of his car, buckled her in and brushed some of the hair out of her face. He wished he had a blanket to give her. He drove to his house, as fast

a secret from his family, spending nights

luxurious. It was spacious, but tidy and well-maintained. Cassandra wondered why Rufus would have such a secret space to

Cassandra's face, but her body still trembled

just recently come out of the hospital, and feared that her time in the rain would make

possessed you to run out in the rain like that? What, not even a typhoon could stop

the

he respectfully helped her peel off

of the water seemed to calm her; she gradually stopped quivering and began to come to her senses.

that…he had just... 'Oh

some water over her shoulders to warm her body

started to return to her face, and as the mirrors steamed up in the

softly,

to look at the man

little woman didn't firmly resist. He would definitely

there were many women who would love this kind of

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