A Graduation Gift

She knew she had to move out. She couldn't live in this apartment any longer. Rufus acted as if it was his apartment and she was something that belonged to him. Now Cassandra realized she must have been nothing but a well-thought-out plan for him.

But she didn't want her heart to sink deeper.

A few days passed in a blur. When Rufus came to her apartment again, he opened the door to nothingness. The apartment was empty.

There was no trace of Cassandra, not the tea cups, not the potted plants, not the chinaware in the kitchen...Everything was gone. Well, everything but one thing.

Rufus saw it, passing by the bedroom and suddenly came to a halt. He walked back a few steps and then into the bedroom. A unicorn lay on the night stand.

He looked at it with pursed lips for a while, then picked it up gently. Its happy smile suddenly seemed sad. The glow in its eyes seemed like brimming tears.

He remembered Cassandra telling him how she would always hold the unicorn doll in her arms when she was a young girl, how she used to pour her heart out to it. The only reason she treasured it so much was that it was the first ever gift Rufus had ever given her.

And now, she was gone, taking everything with her but the unicorn. Rufus knew it wasn't carelessness. He knew it was deliberate.

She must have known that Rufus would come by again and hence decided to leave it here, as a token of an end, a goodbye. They were done. She didn't have anything to do with the unicorn, or with him.

Rufus seized the doll. Inside, he felt cold and hollow, almost as if wind could pass right through him.

'Cassandra, you can't wait to get rid of me, right?' he said to himself.

But the trouble wasn't over, like Cassandra would have thought. From the very next day, she began to receive roses in her office. There was no name tag on them. They were fresh and beautiful; their bright colors cought her eyes throughout the day. She tried to reject them every time, but they kept coming.

Qin Group started to gossip about it. It wasn't so much a

were also quite bored. Qin Group hadn't gotten any projects of late. Everyone simply dragged through the day to pass their

Cassandra. Once in the list of the Top 10 young entrepreneurs of G City, she was now replaced by someone else.

people looked at her. In their eyes, she was someone who could be seduced easily. After her divorce with Lionel, she fell in love with his brother, Rufus. On top of that, she was put into the detention house being a suspect of an intentional

and now they seemed to be

many employees, even to pay their salaries was becoming difficult. If she couldn't find new clients soon,

moment she got up to the moment she went to sleep. She tried contacting the old clients but everyone rejected her. Most days, she would come back to

didn't find herself another apartment; instead she put up a bed and hung her clothes on hooks in a small warehouse in a corner of their office. She set up a small stove and managed to find a broken

because most of her day was spent at work. She struggled so hard to keep the company floating, with every effort. But the condition remained the same. There was barely any scope of

salaries. By the end of the month, some

no argument to make them stay. She couldn't stop them from working at a better place. Moreover, at this point, she was more concerned about the expenses and hence didn't persuade them to reconsider, given that she might not even be able to

different aspirations. She couldn't make herself a stumbling block

The situation was such that there were more bouquets in the office now, than there were

Cassandra's assistant handed out her resignation letter. She felt extremely sorry for Cassandra but had lost faith in Qin Group. She didn't think she had any choice but

out a bitter smile. The gradual degradation of the company this time, was the same as it was during Vernon's time. Cassandra felt powerless with no

alive

He didn't need to make any appointments now. Cassandra was not busy and she did not have an assistant any more.

on the phone with an old client, asking for new projects, but she was rejected, again. Everyone now gave her perfunctory replies. She hung

in some