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Chapter 35
Crayvin
"It's alright, sir. Just make sure to follow the speed limit next time and always keep proof of insurance on you while driving." Cassandra waves the male driver off, we walk back to the unit, and hop in.After she buckles up, she pulls her phone out and sighs.Again. This must be the hundredth time she has done that today."Okay, what's up, Peanut? I have watched you look at your phone all day today and you look like my Grams when the nursing home tries to feed her applesauce. Which she despises, by the way."She slides her phone back into her pocket, her eyes lingering over her hands that she laid against her thighs. "Has..." she begins, but stops herself for some reason. "Have you talked to Drew?" She asks.I shake my head, "No, not really. A few texts here and there. He has been busy with therapy, and then with everything that happened, he just wanted to be alone. Why?"She sighs and shrugs her narrow shoulders.Related chapters
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Blinded By The Past Chapter 38
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Cassandra"What's up, Sissy? Why have you been so quiet today?" Tarra asks as she takes a seat next to me in the open bow part of the boat.Miles and Crayvin continue to talk as Miles drives the boat on the open lake. The weather is hot as usual, but my hair feels amazing as it flies back in the wind, whipping my thoughts around and around. I didn't realize I was being so quiet as my sister claims. I managed to jump out of the boat today and into the lake a few times. This meant I removed my bikini cover, something that I did not do yesterday.But, now that she points it out, I guess I really haven't said much today.How could I, though?All that has been on my mind since the moment Crayvin admitted it, is that at one point in my life, Crayvin Smith thought I was cute.Me... Cassandra Juliet Porsse. And at the time he liked me, I was fat.What he told me is a large pill to swallow, and I can't quite wrap my head aro
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