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Cassie's POV Jude seemed really excited to show us his home. “I think you're going to love the place, Quentin.”“Where exactly are we going, Dad?” I asked.The word slipped out smoother than I’d expected. I thought it would feel strange switching from “Jude” to “Dad,” but it just… clicked. Natural. Yeah, right.I hadn't called anyone Dad for years, so it was a little difficult to start doing so out of the blue.But Ju… Dad seemed happy to hear the word. The way his shoulders squared, the way his eyes softened when he heard it, told me everything. He lived for it.“You’ll see soon,” he answered, smiling like he had a secret. Which wasn’t really an answer at all.I narrowed my eyes. “That’s not very helpful.”He responded with a grin.Beside me, Quentin was playing a losing game against sleep. “Don’t you dare fall asleep,” he muttered to himself, making me laugh. “I want to see it.”“You’ll see it, buddy,” Mom assured him from the other side, brushing a hand through his hair.Then we

Cassie's POV Someone near the counter muttered, “Wait, that’s her dad?”“Is everyone in the Monroe family ridiculously good-looking?” another asked out loud. “Like, how is this fair?”I rolled my eyes so hard it hurt.But I didn’t miss the way Otto’s brows shot up, or the way Jade’s mouth parted slightly in shock. They both knew I’d grown up without a father. No doubt their curiosity was burning holes in the air.I almost smirked… let them stew. I didn’t owe them updates on my life.I pushed through the crowd, meeting him halfway. His expression was proud, almost boyish despite the uniform. “I came to tell you personally. The President would like to meet you.”“…Me?”He nodded. “He wants to award you for what you did on that plane.”My brain stalled. “An award? From the President?”He nodded.“Dad, no. That’s… ridiculous. I don’t need recognition. I just… I want to go to class, finish my work, and live normally.”His expression softened. He bent closer, hand resting lightly on my sho

Cassie's POV Otto’s face twitched. Just a flash… panic, or something close to it. It was there and gone so fast I almost doubted myself. But I knew better.He shoved his hands deeper into his hoodie pocket right after, like that move alone could make me forget the way his shoulders tightened. “Cass… I might hate Ledger, but I wouldn’t go after you to get at him. That’d be low. Nasty. Why would I ever do that to you?”“That’s exactly what I’m asking,” I said, arms folding before I even thought about it.He frowned, jaw flexing. “What even makes you think it was me? Who told you that? Do you have anything,like, actual proof, or are you just… throwing accusations at me ‘cause it’s easy?”“Funny.” I tilted my head. “For all that talking, you didn’t actually say you didn’t do it.”That landed. His mouth opened, closed, stumbled. A string of half-formed words, like his tongue had forgotten how to lie smoothly.So I asked him outright. “Did you make the sex tape and post it?”He froze. Then

Cassie's POV I got back to the mansion and the first thing I saw was chaos on the front lawn. Not bad chaos, just… Military type chaos. It almost looked like a festival. Soldiers in uniform lingered around, some laughing, some keeping guard. They were buzzing like it was normal to loiter around a billionaire’s front yard.And in the middle of it all… Quentin. Except he wasn’t standing on the ground like a normal human being. No, my little brother was perched on the shoulders of one of Larry’s soldiers.Don’t ask me which one, because honestly there are so many of them now I’ve given up on learning names. He looked like a king riding into battle, waving his arms and grinning until he spotted me.“Cassie!”He lit up like a firecracker. Tried to hop down and run to me, only to realize gravity wasn’t on his side. He kicked his legs like a little maniac while the soldier holding him looked completely lost.The poor guy tried to put him down, but Quentin barked, “No! Take me to her!” like

Cassie's POV Slips of paper filled the jar.The first one pulled for me read: You once stole my shoes because you were cold and refused to give them back for a week.I laughed. “That’s Alison. 100%.” Alison raised her glass in confirmation.The next note: No matter how rough the world gets, you always bounce back. Stronger than before. You don’t even see it half the time, but I do.I glanced at Ledger, who only smirked. “Obviously you,” I said. He bowed slightly like he’d just been knighted.Then came the third: I thought I was Wonderwoman, someone that could show Superman I was on his level. Turns out you were Lois Lane and I was just a twisted Maxima. You deserve all the good things this world has to offer though, so no hard feelings.There were a few awws here and there.Superman and journalism references. There was only one person who used that reference. “That’s… Jade.”Jade lifted her hand, expression softer than usual. I gave her a small smile. “Hey, at least you're a seducti