A Graduation Gift

'Tastes good? Must've been Amanda who said it.

Amanda bought this bread for him, but he turned around and gave it to me? It's ridiculous how he thinks I know nothing about this.

Rufus, you must be wallowing in satisfaction right now as two women pine for you at the same time.

What exactly am I to you?' she thought to herself.

Her trust in him was already at the brink of collapse, but because of this, it had fallen rock bottom. 'Is there any good reason, any reason at all to stay in a relationship with a man who uses what his other lover gave him to flatter me?' she wondered, apparently in a daze.

"Rufus, we're bearking up!"

Cassandra wrestled with herself before blurting it out, hear tears like torrents streaming down her cheeks.

"What's wrong with you, again?"

Rufus's smile was gone like the wind and was replaced with a look of concern when he saw her tears. A wave of panic engulfed him.

'Why is she crying? Is it because of my tardy return?

But no matter how upset she is, she has no right to break up with me because of that small slight, ' he thought and got kind of crossed.

"I remember saying that to you before, are you just using that to get back at me?"

Rufus asked, knitting his eyebrows and studying her expression, grasping for some sort of clue that would give away her true intentions.

Cassandra only shook her head, unable to say anything.

"Tell me what happened, Cassandra. Please, please talk to me,"

Rufus pleaded. He took Cassandra's arm and held it tightly. She was wracked with sobs.

His stomach did a one-eighty. He was so physically close to her, yet their hearts and feelings were so far away from each other.

He silently wished that she would stop being so stubborn and be gentle like other women. He just couldn't bear seeing her in tears.

"I don't love you anymore. We're done,"

Cassandra cried out desperately and in one swift motion, pulled her arm out of Rufus's grip.

Once upon a time she had always imagined that she would live a happy and peaceful family life with Rufus.

But the recent events had only reminded her that she was never good enough for him. They weren't fated to be with each other.

"No!"

had just heard. What he believed were her bitter tears, which betrayed her true feelings—she was still deeply

soon as I get off work tomorrow onwards, okay?"

tried comforting Cassandra,

impossible for us to be together. I mean it, Rufus. I really don't love you anymore. I can't continue

of her tears glistened as they fell of her

outside. She refused to open it no matter how hard he

bit her hand to keep her sobs from escaping. She didn't

Open the

the door desperately, not giving a damn about his priceless

begging you, please talk to me! I'll

He ached to hold her in his arms,

added more water to her tears.

of doubt. What she wanted was quite simple, but it was a simple

simple life, a man devoted and faithful to her, with whom

you really do that, Rufus?' she

life began to take a different direction into unknown lands. I can only feel my way into my world since it was so dark, ' her thoughts recalled all

drawn by his magnetism

romance. How could she have been so blind? Nonetheless, his constant profession of his

that he was completely devoted to her and only her, but it was just wishful thinking and naive of her to believe that. She

circumstances of birth, nor by what others thought of her. But in

and messages, Amanda would take Rufus away from her. Countless lonely nights, Cassandra would stare up at the empty

Rufus behaved

waited and waited. She waited for his explanation, but now she was tired

and shed fewer

her eyes, fighting back

heart. One neighbor popped his head out of the window and eyed the

world is

experienced

other woman could bring such chaos into his heart. He felt his blood boiling; his heart could beat out of his

his might, again to no avail.

I don't care. I'll bring it down if you don't open this

felt the door

the hinge sounded to be in too much stress. Cassandra

so tired...I am so, so tired. I want

out by the constant crying. She felt spent; her

him

flipped by the little woman's weary tone.

rest. I'll