I looked up at him, my heart pounding with panic. How could he have found out? Did Jasper betray me? No, that couldn't be possible. He would have given me a heads-up, wouldn't he?"What the hell is happening?" a voice growled nearby, interrupting my thoughts. I turned to see Jasper, standing there with a furious expression."Where were you?" I asked, staring at him in confusion. He had disappeared during our engagement party, and now he was livid with us?Jasper stormed over to us, whispering angrily, "Do you even realize how you two appear from a distance?"I glanced down and realized that Alex's hand was still gripping my arm tightly, and we were standing uncomfortably close to each other. He let go of me suddenly and spoke up, "My apologies, Jasper. She tripped and I caught her in time."I was taken aback by how effortlessly Alex lied. Jasper scoffed and replied, "Yeah, right!"Alex lowered his voice and continued, "Well, alright then. I was just telling Cassandra that I'm aware of
"Please, come in," I gestured, intrigued to see who was at my door. Alex strolled in, a warm grin spreading across his face as he leaned against the doorframe, taking in my natural appearance."Well, well, well, look at you! You're just as stunning without makeup," he complimented, making my cheeks flush with embarrassment.Alex settled down next to me, his expression turning serious as he asked about my mother's health. "Kenny told me about your mom. I'm so sorry, Cassandra."I nodded gratefully, touched by his empathy. "If it ever becomes too much, don't hesitate to reach out to me. I'll be there for you," Alex offered, his smile filled with unspoken compassion. In that moment, I realized that Alex was truly kind-hearted, a friend whom I cherished.A daring thought emerged within me, suggesting that our relationship could potentially blossom into something more intimate. But I quickly quashed it, not wanting to entertain such notions. However, overcome by a sudden impulse, I reached
"Why would he?" A nagging voice in my mind incessantly questioned, as if taunting me. I longed to silence it once and for all, as it gnawed at my peace of mind. My appetite had vanished, and in my growing unease, I decided to reach out to Cassandra for answers. However, to my astonishment, my call was disconnected abruptly. Why would she do that?My concern heightened as I wondered what could have kept them so preoccupied. I dialed Alex's number in a desperate attempt to get in touch, but there was no response. It had been over half an hour since they had left for the Lake, and they hadn't returned yet. Worrisome thoughts raced through my head, and I felt a sense of urgency to investigate. What if they were in danger? I chided my inner voice for its paranoid speculations.Without a moment's hesitation, I rushed to my car and sped towards their last known location. Disregarding the speed limit, I drove recklessly, consumed by worry, until I reached the familiar clearing. As I hastily ma
A lump began to form in my throat as she spoke the truth. I had been so focused on my own happiness that I had failed to realize the harm and turmoil that my actions had caused. I tried to reassure her, promising to take the blame for everything and to prevent any further hurt to her.As I reached out to ruffle her hair, I made a silent promise to myself. I would do whatever it took to make things right. Not only for Cassandra and her "Mom" but also for my own family. It was time to stop taking everything for granted and start appreciating the gifts that life had given me.Cassandra leaned back in her seat, giving me a smile before drifting off to sleep. While I drove, I couldn't help but steal glances at her, admiring her even as she slept. A strand of hair fell across her face, causing her to furrow her brow. With a gentle touch, I tucked it behind her ear, causing her face to relax into a smile that could melt anyone's heart, including mine. It was then that I realized that she had
Cassandra's POV"I'm sure the tickets will sell out fast. We're all eager to see the movie," I chuckled, acknowledging the excitement in the air.Despite my amusement, I couldn't help but feel frustrated with my friend's insensitivity. He refused to admit that the horror movie we were about to watch terrified him to the core. He had only watched it once, and since then, he had been plagued by the feeling of ghosts lurking in every corner. Even going near his bed filled him with dread, as he was convinced something was waiting to grab him from underneath. He knew it was irrational, but he couldn't shake off the fear, even after all these years.I knew he would never confide in me about his fear, as I would never let him forget it. He was older now, and he believed that the movie wouldn't have the same effect on him. However, he was wrong, and I knew it."Jasper!" I called out."I'm working on it, I'm in the process of booking the tickets," he responded with urgency as his fingers clicke
Cassandra inquired, "What's wrong?" upon noticing my pallid complexion and perspiration on my forehead.I paused before confessing, "I need to use the restroom, but I'm feeling apprehensive."Cassandra erupted into a fit of laughter, causing me to glare at her. After calming down, she proposed, "I would have accompanied you, but the washroom is for boys," which made her burst into laughter once again.Once she regained her composure, she suggested a compromise, "Why don't you give me a call on my phone, and I'll keep you company while you take care of business?"With a nod of agreement, I hurriedly made my way to the bathroom. However, upon my return to the theater, I found that the movie had already resumed, leaving me stranded in a deserted theater. Feeling unnerved, I dialed Cassandra's number, hoping that her soothing voice would ease my nerves."Hello?" she answered, her tone laced with amusement."Please just keep talking," I begged, attempting to distract myself from the eerie s
The doctor informed them that the symptoms were currently mild and prescribed an antibiotic injection and medication. However, if the condition did not improve, hospitalization and IV fluids might be necessary. They hoped it would not come to that. Cassandra acknowledged the doctor's instructions with a smile while I moaned, feeling frail and exhausted. I stumbled to the washroom, overcome by the urge to vomit, and Cassandra supported me as I retched. After rinsing my mouth, I went back to bed, dozing off intermittently throughout the night.Cassandra never left my side, always attending to me whenever I stirred. She'd gently push back strands of hair that clung to my forehead while using a damp cloth to ease my fever. My mind was in a frenzy, plagued with terrifying visions of demonic entities from "The Conjuring." Yet each time I opened my eyes, Cassandra was there, providing comfort and assuring me that everything would be alright.Eventually, I woke up, and the clock on the wall
Suddenly, she let out a sharp gasp and stopped speaking abruptly, as if she had been caught off guard. Without warning, I pulled her close to me and kissed her with fervor. The world around us seemed to vanish, and we surrendered to the moment. Initially, she resisted my embrace, but eventually succumbed to the intense passion that was simmering between us. I held her tenderly but firmly, taking pleasure in the taste of her lips and the sensation of her body pressed against mine.As we broke apart, she playfully hit me on the chest and reprimanded me for stealing kisses. I couldn't help but grin, feeling giddy and thrilled. "You're my fiancée," I boasted arrogantly. However, her expression quickly became somber. "Correction, your fake fiancée," she said, her voice tinged with irritation. "You can't just kiss me like that!"I was genuinely taken aback by her sudden outburst, and my eyebrow involuntarily shot up in surprise. "What do you mean?" I asked innocently, wanting to understand t