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 love with

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

comforting Cassandra, to no avail.

Cassandra shook her head 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

around, some of her tears glistened as they fell of her eyes. She then returned to

slammed the door shut, full of bitterness, and left Rufus standing outside. She refused to open it no matter

to the ground. She bit her hand to

Open the damn door!

desperately, not giving a damn about his priceless Italian tailormade shoes.

to me! I'll do whatever

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

added more water to her

do that? Give me whatever I want?' she thought to herself, full of doubt. What

than a simple life, a man devoted and faithful to her, with whom she could celebrate

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 since it was so dark, ' her thoughts recalled all

his magnetism and looks. He was so perfect,

that was their romance. How could she have been so blind? Nonetheless, his constant profession of his love for her

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

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

over again, by simple calls and messages, Amanda would take Rufus away from her. Countless lonely nights, Cassandra would stare up at the

time after time, Rufus behaved

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

would suffer less and shed fewer tears for the rest of her life.

her eyes, fighting

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

in the world is it that

never experienced such

could bring such chaos into his heart. He felt his blood boiling;

his might, again to no avail. He

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

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

hinge sounded to be in too much stress. Cassandra started to

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

the constant crying. She felt

relieved him a

by the little woman's weary

you rest. I'll