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!"

snarl. He refused to believe what he had just heard. What he believed were her bitter tears, which betrayed her true feelings—she was still deeply in

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

tried comforting Cassandra, to no

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

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

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

ground. She bit her hand to keep her

Open the damn

desperately, not giving a damn

please talk to

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

said only added more

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

nothing more than a simple life, a man devoted and faithful to her, with whom

can you really do that, Rufus?' she

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 since it was

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

How could she have been so blind? Nonetheless, his constant profession of his love for her never failed to disarm

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

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

would stare up at the empty white ceiling and sometimes looked at

behaved like it was nothing.

explanation, but now

thought she would suffer less and shed fewer

fighting back the tears.

neighbor popped his head out of the window and eyed the handsome

in the world is

never experienced

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

his might, again to no avail. He only bruised

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

his words when Cassandra felt the door shake.

the next few seconds, the hinge sounded to be in too much stress. Cassandra started

so,

out by the constant crying. She felt spent; her

him

heart flipped by the little woman's

rest. I'll