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!"

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

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

Cassandra, to no

slowly as she closed her eyes, tears streaming down her cheeks, "it's impossible for us to be together. I mean it, Rufus. I really don't love you anymore. I can't continue to love you. I can't afford it anymore,

a step back and turned around, some of her tears glistened as they fell of

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

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

the damn

door desperately, not giving a damn about

talk to

with dread. He ached to hold her in his arms, to reassure her that

he just said only added more water to her tears.

to herself, full of doubt. What she wanted was quite simple, but it was a simple thing that he

to her,

really do that, Rufus?' she

began to take a different direction into unknown lands. I can only feel my way

Lionel, she was absolutely enthralled by him, drawn by his

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

but it was just wishful thinking and naive of

her unfavorable circumstances of birth, nor by what others thought of her. But in Rufus's heart, Amanda had been gradually tipping the scales in her

Countless lonely nights, Cassandra would stare up at the empty white ceiling and sometimes looked at the distant night

time after time, Rufus behaved like it was nothing.

She waited for his explanation, but now she was tired

she would suffer less and shed

fighting

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

the world is it that

had never experienced such desparation.

heart. He felt his blood boiling; his

punched the door with all his might, again to no

bring it down if you don't open this damn door

his words when Cassandra felt the door shake. He apparently charged at it.

next few seconds, the hinge sounded to be in

so tired...I am so, so

been worn out by the constant crying. She felt spent; her

response relieved him a

flipped by the little woman's weary

you rest.