SebastianI sit on the sofa that used to be her favorite spot.Funnily enough, over the past few years, this sofa has become my favorite place too. Whenever I return home, sitting here brings back memories of her over and over again.I still can’t believe how much she lingers in my memory. In a way, being here feels like my own form of penance.Wasn’t this the spot where she often waited, only to be met with cold treatment from me?When I went out for an errand and saw a silhouette that resembled her, I nearly laughed at myself. Come on, Cassandra is truly gone.But it made me feel awful. A massive emptiness has been tearing at my chest, and again and again, I feel that sharp pain inside.The sound of a bottle falling doesn’t distract me at all.I just take another bottle, drinking with a blank stare, as if scenes from the past are playing right in front of me.When we were kids, our relationship wasn’t this bad. Cassandra, who often followed me around, wasn’t treated coldly. Sometimes
Cassandra“I’m entrusting everything to you, Ms. Astor.”We shook hands. For some reason, I felt relieved that the discussion was over.Some time ago, I had told Dylan that I needed to return to Coralven to handle a case here. And just now, I had wrapped up an important discussion with a client, over dinner.Ever since I decided to return to the dreams I had once abandoned, I’ve been taking every case seriously. Plus, getting good results makes me happy.After leaving the restaurant, I called Dylan. He’s still so worried about me being here, and sometimes I talk just to reassure him.“I was just about to call you,” he answered right away with enthusiasm in his voice.His response made me smile. “That’s good.” I walked past the waiter. “I just finished an important discussion with a client.”Just outside, I stopped to take a breath, already feeling pleased with what I’d accomplished. This may not be easy, but the bright side is, I’m not going to give up. Love has never been easy, don’t
SebastianBack from dinner with Isabella. I could tell it didn’t feel the same as it used to. Usually, I would be enthusiastic and full of attention.I’d listen to everything she said, give her meaningful gifts, even without her asking. Diamonds, something precious, or anything else, whatever it was, she deserved it. I would make sure she had it.Damn it. Why does giving her things now feel so heavy?When she asked for a peridot earring, she had to say it three times. I bought it, feeling guilty for constantly ignoring her. A part of me felt like I was playing a cruel game.The other part understood that I was supposed to fulfill what she wanted, like the promise I made back then… to my savior.Lying on the bed with an empty feeling. Another layer of guilt kept spinning in my head. I had tried, to return to who I was before, but I failed.The next day, dinner with Grandpa took place. It wasn’t that I wanted to be here, but my body only moved by habit, following orders without spirit
SebastianWhat is it that Isabella really wants?She keeps interfering, even when I’ve just woken up, she’s already taken over the house by making me breakfast.Seeing her smile feels so different from how it used to be.“Sit down.”She held my hand, forcing me to sit. Breakfast was ready, and looking at the beautiful meal did nothing to stir my appetite.“Last week, I took a cooking class.” She pulled out the chair in front of me, sitting down with her hands gently cupping her chin. “I want to always cook for you when we’re married.”She keeps pushing herself to ‘fix’ our relationship. but for some reason, it only annoys me. Our relationship hasn’t improved. Not only does she feel so different from before, but I also know I’ve changed too.I turned my eyes to the food she pushed closer to me.“Eat, Sebastian.”For a moment, I picked up the cutlery, but I couldn’t do it. I stood up from my seat instead.“You’d better not do this again.”I heard her chair scrape harshly against the floo
CassandraIt was a bright day. I felt like my days were becoming brighter and more joyful. Just two days ago, I had won another case I was handling—again.It was an achievement that earned me a new nickname: the beautiful lawyer with the mask. Getting the permit for that was pretty complicated at first, but I managed to secure my identity and everything else.I breathed slowly as I remembered how, four years ago, my professor recommended me to a law firm and I started working there.On the other hand, they also knew me as the lawyer with anxiety.I had thought about it, considered it over and over. This wouldn’t last forever, but I had to create a version of myself that was completely different. The strong Cassandra.This morning, I was already at the park, watching him laughing with Dylan.“Miles! Come here.”I raised my hand, making him immediately notice my presence, which made him happy. With a wide smile, he ran to me and hugged me tightly.“Mom!”He was my sweet boy, the one I ga
POV 3He had just arrived home, and a woman had been waiting for him for half an hour with a smile on her face. Now they were about to meet, and she felt so happy because something delightful was about to happen after she had patiently waited long enough for him.“Sebastian!”That joyful smile quickly faded from her face.The man she had been waiting for just walked past her, without turning around, without stopping, as if nothing had ever happened between them. She remembered very well the days they spent as passionate lovers.Sebastian had never turned his back on her.Even her coming here was a sign, at least she thought so, that maybe their relationship could be fixed. Isabella believed that, after being ignored by Sebastian for so long, which had left her drowning in loneliness.She always begged to go on dates or just to stick close to Sebastian. At work or anywhere else, questions about when they would get married often came up, and she always lied about it.Isabella wouldn’t j