A Graduation Gift

"I'm sorry, Cassandra! I shouldn't have mentioned it..."

Stella shut her mouth immediately, realizing she had completely disregarded Cassandra's feelings. She would have felt terrible finding out something like that.

"I'm fine. It's nothing. They're all over the news. I already know this."

Cassandra feigned a ghost of a smile on her face bitterly. She tried not to pay attention to news like this, but it was inevitable for her to come across it every now and then.

Whenever it reached her, she smiled speechlessly at the words they used: the Golden boy and Jade girl; the business tycoon and the amazingly talented, beautiful lady; a heaven-made match and whatnot.

All the possible words they could use to describe couples were used to describe Rufus and Amanda. Cassandra simply pretended like she saw nothing and heard nothing. She made herself trust Rufus. However, no matter how much she tried, her belief was always broken by the reality that hit her everywhere she went.

If they were a perfect match, what did that make her? Was she simply Rufus's other woman?

"Cassandra, as your friend, whatever I'm saying is for your own good. Rufus might not be the man you knew anymore and he is definitely lying to you. Please, stop trusting him and move on. If he really cared about you, he wouldn't have been engaged to Amanda. How can you stand this!" Seeing how broken her friend looked, Stella decided to speak her mind.

able to swallow it nor spit it out. Stella was done

didn't get over Rufus, the fishbone would be there forever and rot in her flesh, brewing nothing but pain for her, eventually becoming a scar

to stay. Stella left soon, leaving her alone as she continued

her face, making her eyes shut. She was too tired and decided to take a break. When she opened her eyes again, she caught a silhouette right in front of her. Startled,

her mouth was covered by a pair of strong hands before she could utter a sound. A voice spoke to her,

"It's me, Cassandra!"

voice rang right beside her ears, making her

trace. She could never comprehend when or how he would show up and disappear. She

its own accord. She

took his hand off her mouth, finally

you at home but you didn't show up. So I assumed you'd

stared at his face overwhelmed

been so occupied these past days. My aunt's husband, Jasper's company was in trouble and I needed

with them but hadn't expected it would get stretched to