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Chapter 245: Bowling

Author: Olivia GW
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-17 14:28:38

Cassandra’s POV

Later that night, Dillon and I were putting on our rented bowling shoes. He’d insisted we go bowling as a mid-week date. I wasn’t too keen on the idea, since I wasn’t much of a bowler and the thought of wearing shoes that someone else had worn was gross to me.

But he was excited, so I did it for him.

My meeting with Stella was weighing heavily on me though. She’d been so blunt, so formal. It was her way of hiding her disappointment in me, which I totally deserved! I’d just wished that she had yelled, or cried – anything other than the silent detachment she’d shown.

Dillon knew something was wrong, but I waved off his questions. He was really looking forward to this date and I didn’t want to dampen the mood.

“Okay, Cass,” he said, his eyes twinkling. The sound of bowling balls travelling down the lane and pills falling over reverberated throughout the bowling hall. “You’re up. Show me what you got!”

I ra
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