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?"

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

streaming out of her eyes mingled

into the rain at the spur of the moment. She was almost knocked flat by the storm, but her need to escape pushed her

in her

and the cold had

get away from Rufus, but she

see a way forward. And she couldn't go back either. Cassandra kept running.

rain, she tripped and fell to her knees. When she lifted her hands she found them covered in dirt and mud, and after standing up she saw her clothes just as

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

nor realized how dangerous this weather would be. In desperation she ran to find some kind of shelter. This

now, emerging like a hero from the rain, but why did the sight of him

the frightened look on Cassandra's face.

tidy yourself

eyes looked empty and unfocused, and she seemed

grew more worried. He reached out a hand to wipe the water from her face, and nearly drew back in shock when he felt how cold she

you? I'm with you. Don't worry. It's okay,"

corpse, and the lifelessness in her eyes

he tried to use his body to shelter

and her eyes looked momentarily up at

another second asking her how she was feeling.

cradling 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,

a secret from his family, spending

tidy and well-maintained. Cassandra wondered why Rufus would have such a secret space to

on Cassandra's face, but her

hospital, and feared that her time in the rain would

a typhoon could stop you from acting out?" Rufus scolded her,

could feel the warmth in the gentle way that he handled

saw that she still could not move, he respectfully helped her

seemed to calm her; she gradually

seemed that…he had just... 'Oh no...' she thought,

hand, Rufus trickled some water over her

face, and as the mirrors steamed up in the room, a blush

she spoke softly, "I can do

didn't dare turn her head back to look at

didn't firmly resist. He would definitely take the chance to serve the

many women who would love this kind of treatment from

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