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!"

to believe what he had just heard. What he believed were

you as soon as I get off work tomorrow onwards, okay?" Don't

Cassandra, to

she closed her eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks, "it's impossible for us to be together. I mean it, Rufus. I really

tears glistened as

shut, full of bitterness, and left Rufus standing outside. She refused to open it no matter how hard he banged

bit her hand to keep her sobs from

the

the door desperately, not giving a

you, please talk to me! I'll do whatever you

image of her weeping filled Rufus with dread. He ached to hold her in his arms, to reassure her that everything would

what he just said only added

he really do that? Give me whatever I want?' she thought to herself, full of doubt. What she wanted was quite simple,

man devoted and faithful to her,

you really do that,

life is full of excitement. Ever since I met you, my life began to take a different direction into unknown lands. I can only feel my way into my world

by him, drawn by his magnetism and looks. He was so perfect, aside from his

that was their romance. How could she have been so blind? Nonetheless, his constant profession of his love for her never failed to disarm her and eventually,

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

birth, nor by what others thought of

by simple calls and messages, Amanda would take Rufus away from her. Countless lonely nights, Cassandra would stare up at the empty white ceiling and sometimes looked

Rufus behaved like it

waited and waited. She waited for his explanation, but now

suffer less and shed

her eyes, fighting back the

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

what in the world is it that

had never experienced such

He felt his blood boiling; his heart could beat out of his chest.

door with all his might, again

don't care. I'll bring it

Cassandra felt the

the next few seconds, the hinge sounded to be in

am so,

crying. She felt spent; her

relieved him a

flipped by the little woman's weary tone.

you rest.