Cass stepped through the front door of her house, feeling a wave of relief wash over her. She was eager to celebrate her achievement and relax before diving into her career.
As she kicked off her shoes, she could hear faint footsteps. She immediately took the decorative vase at the entrance ready to pounce on whoever it was.
Suddenly she heard the faint sound of music playing and laughter echoing through the house.
"Scar?" Cass called out, recognizing the lively energy that could only belong to her younger sister.
The sound of footsteps came rushing down the stairs, and a moment later, Scarlet appeared in the hallway with a wide grin on her face.
Scarlet was the polar opposite of Cass; bubbly, spontaneous, and always looking for the next adventure.
"Cass!" Scarlet exclaimed, throwing her arms around her sister. "I missed you so much! How did the exams go?" She said excitedly "Why are you holding unto the vase?"
"I thought it was a thief" Cass said laughing awkwardly. The truth was that she had been spooked after her encounter with Stacey but she couldn't tell her sister.
Cass returned the hug, grateful for her sister's infectious enthusiasm. "They went well, Scar. I'm officially done with the bar exams!"
Scarlet's eyes lit up with excitement. "That's incredible! I knew you could do it! We have to celebrate!"
Cass chuckled, her exhaustion momentarily forgotten in the presence of her energetic sister. "I couldn't agree more. I have something else to tell you, though."
Scarlet tilted her head curiously. "What is it?"
Cass took a deep breath, deciding it was time to share her big news. "I'm going on a vacation."
Scarlet's eyes widened in surprise. "A vacation? That's amazing! Where are you going?"
Cass grinned. "France. Amanda and I have been planning it for a while now."
Scarlet's jaw dropped, and her excitement grew palpable. "France? Oh, Cass, that's incredible! I've always wanted to go there. The Eiffel Tower, the Louvre, all the croissants! Please, please, please take me with you!"
Cass laughed at her sister's contagious enthusiasm. "Slow down, Scar! I didn't expect such a reaction. It's just going to be Amanda and me."
Scarlet's face fell, her eyes filled with disappointment. "But Cass, it's not fair! You know how much I love adventures. I promise I'll be the best travel companion ever! Please reconsider."
Cass felt a pang of guilt. She understood Scarlet's longing for excitement and new experiences. After all, she had always been the most fun-loving person in the family and loved spontaneity.
"Scar," Cass said gently, placing a hand on her sister's shoulder.
"I appreciate your enthusiasm, and I would love to have you there with me. But this trip has been planned for months, and it's just Amanda and me. I promise I'll bring back something special for you, though."
Scarlet's disappointment was evident, but she nodded, trying to put on a brave face. "Okay, Cass. I understand. But don't forget to bring back a huge slice of French cake for me and please have fun."
Cass couldn't help but smile at Scarlet's playful request. "Deal. The biggest slice of cake I can find."
As they continued their conversation, Scarlet couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions.
She was thrilled about her sister's accomplishment and the adventures that awaited her in France, but there was a hint of longing in her heart.
She wanted to be part of that journey, to create memories and experience new cultures alongside her sister.
A thought crossed Scarlet's mind, and she mustered up the courage to ask.
"Cass, is there any chance you could bring me back something more than cake? Maybe a small souvenir or a postcard? Something that would make me feel like I was there with you?"
Cass smiled, touched by her sister's request. "Of course, Scar. I promise I'll bring you back something special. You'll have a piece of France right here with you."
Scarlet's eyes sparkled with gratitude, and she enveloped Cass in another tight hug.
"Thank you, Cass. Please have fun, I mean it. Leave the responsible you at home go out and hook up with a French man. Just do that for me uh"
Cass squeezed her sister back, feeling the warmth of their bond.
"Who knows, I might do just that" Cass said with a giggle. After the death of her mother, she had put off men to focus on her education. Maybe it was time to let loose a little.
She knew that even though Scarlet wouldn't physically be there with her, their connection would transcend the distance. And as she looked forward to her journey to France, She couldn't help but feel guilty.
"I have to make a call Scar, Can you get started on dinner for me?" Cass left the room
Cass took a deep breath as she dialed Amanda's number. After her conversation with Scarlet, she had been thinking nonstop about finding a way to include her sister on their trip to France.
She knew Amanda had been excited about their girls' getaway.
"Hey, Cass! What's up?" Amanda's cheerful voice greeted her through the phone.
"Hey, Amanda," Cass replied, her tone a mix of nervousness and anticipation. "I wanted to talk to you about something important."
Amanda's voice became more serious. "What is it, Cass? Is everything okay?"
Cass took a deep breath, gathering her thoughts. "Well, after our conversation earlier, Scar was really disappointed about not being able to join us on our trip. She's been so supportive and excited for me, and I can't help but feel like it would be amazing if she could come with us."
There was a pause on the other end of the line, and Cass anxiously waited for Amanda's response.
Finally, Amanda spoke, her voice filled with understanding. "Cass, I completely get it. I have been thinking of bringing her on the trip also. You know she lights up every place she steps into"
Cass's heart swelled with gratitude. "Thank you, Amanda. I really appreciate your understanding. I know it might change our plans a bit, but I promise it'll be worth it. Scar will be thrilled."
Amanda chuckled. "I can only imagine her excitement. Alright, let's make this happen. The more, the merrier, right?"
Cass grinned, relief washing over her. "Absolutely. Thank you, Amanda. This means the world to me and Scar."
After they ended the call, Cass couldn't contain her excitement. She rushed upstairs to find Scarlet, who was in her room, absorbed in a book.
"Scar!" Cass burst into the room, her voice filled with excitement.
Scarlet looked up, her eyes wide with curiosity. "What's going on, Cass? You seem really happy."
Cass couldn't help but beam as she relayed the news. "I talked to Amanda, and she's completely on board with bringing you along on our trip to France!"
Scarlet's jaw dropped, and her eyes filled with disbelief.
Cass nodded, a wide smile spreading across her face. "I'm serious, Scar. We're going to France together!"
Tears of joy welled up in Scarlet's eyes as she jumped up from her seat and threw her arms around Cass. "Thank you, thank you, thank you! This is going to be the best trip ever!"
Cass hugged her sister tightly, feeling a sense of joy and fulfillment in bringing her dreams to life. "You deserve this, Scar. We're going to have the time of our lives."
As they let go of each other, Scarlet wiped away her tears, her face shining with excitement. "I can't wait to explore France with you, Cass. We're going to make unforgettable memories."
Cass nodded, her heart filled with gratitude for her sister and her friend. "That's what I'm looking forward to the most, Scar. Adventures and memories that will last a lifetime."
Cass, Scarlet, and Amanda stepped out of their lobby, their plans for the day still up in the air. They had enjoyed their holiday in France and were sad it was coming to an end. As they settled into their hotel and freshened up, the three friends gathered "So, ladies, what's on the agenda?" Cass asked a mischievous glint in her eye. Scarlet laughed, her excitement contagious. "Let's start with a tour of the city! I want to see the Eiffel Tower up close and personal." Amanda chimed in, "Sounds like a plan! And we are going clubbing today" Cass nodded, her enthusiasm matching theirs. "Absolutely!" With their plans set, the trio set off into the bustling streets of Paris. They strolled along the Seine River, marveling at the stunning architecture and soaking in the vibrant atmosphere. The Eiffel Tower stood tall in the distance, its majestic presence captivating them. "Wow," Scarlet whispered, her eyes widening with awe. "It's even more incredible up close. I can't believe we're act
As soon as they got into the room Marcus had his lips on Cass, They kissed passionately as Marcus pushed her back into the closed door. Marcus paused and asked, "Are you drunk?" "No" Cass replied "Do you know who you are with?" Marcus asked again "Yes, I am with Marcus" Cass replied "Do you have a boyfriend?" Marcus asked putting his lips close to her ears "No" Cass replied moaning "Good" Marcus had to be sure she wasn't drunk, The last thing he wanted was to take advantage of a drunk lady. Without hesitation, his lips met Cass's in a passionate kiss. Cass felt the world fade away as she surrendered to the intensity of the moment. Marcus had his arm wrapped around her waist and his other arm around her neck to pull her closer. Cass felt Marcus pull off her dress and lift her up as he carried her to the bed pushing everything out of the way without breaking his kiss. Cass saw the beautiful angel wings tattoo on his chest and kissed it. She looked up to see his eyes closed wi
Three weeks had passed since Cass returned from her unforgettable vacation in France, and the memories of that passionate night with Marcus continued to haunt her. Despite their connection, she hadn't heard from him, and doubts began to creep into her mind. Was she overthinking that night? Did it hold the same significance for him as it did for her? Cass sat at her desk in her cozy New York apartment, staring out the window at the bustling city below. The soft morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow on her face. She absentmindedly twirled a lock of her hair, lost in her thoughts. "Why hasn't he called?" she whispered to herself, her voice tinged with a hint of disappointment. She couldn't help but wonder if Marcus had simply moved on, leaving their encounter as a mere memory. Doubt began to overshadow the once vibrant memory of their passionate night together. Lost in her thoughts, Cass noticed the pile of mail on her desk. Among the mundane bills and adv
Cass sat in her spacious office, surrounded by stacks of legal documents and case files. The hum of success resonated through the room as she reflected on the remarkable journey her career had taken. She had become a force to be reckoned with, a rising star in the legal world. In her hands, she held a folder containing the latest case she had won. It was a lawsuit against an estate management that had tried to cheat people out of their hard-earned money. A sense of satisfaction washed over her as she admired the plaque on her desk, which recognized her exceptional achievements as a lawyer. Cass had worked tirelessly to reach this point, and now she was on the cusp of becoming a junior partner at the law firm as she had always dreamt of. Just as she was reveling in her triumph, her phone rang, interrupting her thoughts. She glanced at the screen not recognizing the number that appeared. "Hello?" "Who is this?" Cass asked "Good day Cass, It's Mrs. Anderson" Mrs. Anderson was the lon
Cass sat in her boss's office, a mix of determination and frustration etched on her face. She had spent countless hours preparing for this meeting, gathering evidence, and crafting a persuasive argument as to why the prestigious law firm should take on Mrs. Anderson's case. It was a matter of justice, of righting a wrong that had devastating consequences for an innocent child. Mr. Peterson, the stern and formidable head of the firm, leaned back in his chair, his gaze fixed on Cass. His expression was guarded, betraying no hint of sympathy. "Cassandra, I understand your passion for this case, but we've already made our decision. We won't be taking it on." Cass took a deep breath, summoning all her courage. She had prepared for this moment, and she wouldn't back down easily. "Mr. Peterson, I urge you to reconsider. The evidence is compelling, and Mrs. Anderson's child has suffered tremendously due to the negligence of the pharmacy company. We have an opportunity to make a differenc
Cass slowly regained consciousness, her eyes fluttering open to the sterile white walls of the hospital room. The rhythmic beeping of the machines echoed in her ears as she tried to make sense of what had happened. The events leading up to her current state slowly flooded back into her mind. She remembered waiting at the park, eager to meet the nurse who held a vital piece of information about Mrs. Anderson's case. Before their meeting could take place, chaos erupted as the nurse was struck by a hit-and-run driver. In the commotion, Cass was also attacked, stabbed by an unknown assailant. The pain from her wound still throbbed, a reminder of the danger she had faced. As Cass glanced around the hospital room, she noticed her sister, Scarlet, sitting by her bedside, her eyes red and swollen from crying. Relief washed over her as she realized she was not alone in this ordeal. "Scar," Cass croaked, her voice barely above a whisper. "What happened? How did I end up here?" Scarlet's e
Cass sat in the dimly lit corner of the cafe, nervously tapping her fingers on the table. Her heart raced with anticipation as she waited for the ex-employee Jake had found, hoping that he would provide the missing pieces to the pharmaceutical case they had been tirelessly pursuing. As the minutes ticked by, Cass glanced anxiously at the entrance. Finally, a man in a worn-out suit walked in, his eyes scanning the room until they landed on Cass. He made his way over, his face etched with a mixture of weariness and suspicion. "Are you Cass?" he asked, his voice low and cautious. Cass nodded, her eyes locked on his. "Yes, I am. You must be the ex-employee Jake mentioned." The man nodded and slid into the seat opposite her, his gaze darting around the cafe. "Listen, we don't have much time. The information I have is crucial, but it's dangerous for both of us to be seen together." Cass's anticipation grew, her mind buzzing with questions. "What do you have for me? We've been hitting
As Cass sat in the cold, dimly lit interrogation room, her mind raced with a mixture of frustration and disbelief. She couldn't believe that a simple photograph of her receiving an envelope, which contained nothing more than cash, could lead to her arrest and questioning. The interrogator, a stern-faced detective named Detective Roberts, sat across from her, scrutinizing her every move. Cass maintained her composure, her legal training kicking in as she prepared to defend herself. "Ms. Thorton, the evidence against you is quite compelling," Detective Roberts began, sliding a folder containing the incriminating photograph across the table. "This photograph clearly shows you receiving a large sum of cash from an ex-employee of the pharmaceutical company who has been involved in several cases of bribery, extortion, and blackmail and is currently being investigated." Cass calmly picked up the folder, her eyes scanning the photograph. She knew she had to find a way to explain it. "I u