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Mom was best friends with Randell's mom, Hilary Jacobson, and she had also apologized profusely to Mom before for this incident, so Mom decided to just let it be for Hilary's sake. But now, since Randell had come knocking on the door instead, Mom didn't need to hold back anymore. She stopped him at the door and forbade him from entering the house. "Randell Lautner, Cassie has already transferred to a Merunican college abroad. "Oh, you didn't know that? She never told you after all? "That makes sense. You nearly got her killed in the middle of the night after all. I bet she'd never forgive you for the rest of her life."

Pops I met Cassie Roberts, the daughter of my previous beta’s son James, when I visited their house four years ago, and I must say she was the moon goddess herself, so angelic, so innocent, and at peace. The memory of that first encounter was vivid in my mind. Cassie had a radiant presence that lit up the room. Her soft, golden hair framed a face that seemed untouched by the world's harshness. Her eyes, clear and bright, held a sense of wonder and kindness that was rare in our brutal world. There was an ethereal quality about her, a serenity that was both captivating and soothing.

From the words I could pick up I assumed she should be Hyacinth. "Frank?" I called out when I realized that it'll take a while before they noticed me and stood close to the cushion he was occupying at the moment feeling a bit awkward. "Hey babe," he drew me into his lap and pecked my forehead before introducing us "Hyacinth meet my girlfriend Cassandra, babe my publicity manager Hyacinth." she stretched her dainty hands at me and gave me a radiant smile which I returned and shook her hands. "It's a pleasure to officially meet you" she greeted cheerfully, her smile too wide for the morning.

I curiously asked him "You know you really look a little bit similar to Caspian, are you his nephew or something." He answered back by saying "I'm sorry for not introducing myself my name is Lesley Demetrius, I’m Caspian's brother." "Wow." I thought to myself as I did not know Caspian had a younger brother. He then continued by saying "I'm guessing you are Amelia my brother's new girlfriend." with a smirk on his face. When he said girlfriend I wanted deny that but then I thought maybe he was right. So I asked him, "How do you know my name?"

At first, she strongly objected to this because she wanted me to be one of her honored guest, but I insisted on serving as I wanted to make myself useful. My name is Cassandra and I am French. I come from a modest family, and I am 16 years old. I've been seeing a psychologist for 3 years because my parents think I'm abnormal. It's because I hate what most people like, and I like what other people hate. Most of the time I like to be alone, and it disturbs my family. This is how they entrusted me to the psychologist Morgane since I was 13 years old. Unfortunately, the three years of counseling I did with the psychologist Morgane did not improve anything in me. Despite this, my parents still th

“It’s only me. No gang. No bastards wanting to hurt you for no reason. I have one horse, can you ride?” She nodded gently, silently taking my offer in. “Okay, we’ll get you one too. Then…shall we go?” She looked up at me, eyes shining. I kept still, like I might scare her off if I moved too quick. “I’m…well I’m Cassie.” No reaction. Leaning forward. “The Cassie…from the packhouse…you know?” From her initial surprise at my offer her face turned to one of pure confusion. “What? Luna Elle’s sister?”

I could read from that stubborn brows, but as she settled in her seat, her sweet smile came back. She was not supposed to be here tonight, but Harper insisted on meeting her. The curious woman just wouldn’t give me rest until I said yes. She had been curious about Cassie’s life. And I told her everything from how I faked documents to putting my parents’ names as her legal guardians, thanks to my hacking skills. The government didn’t look any further. Then, I hired someone to look after her in the house and continued with our lives. It was complicated, but we managed.

I asked quickly, feeling a knot form in my throat. She shrugged, “I said I didn't know of a Cassandra. I said we call you Cassie, but your real name is Cassidy-Louise, so it's no wonder why we call you by your nickname. He didn't say anything after that, not even a goodbye. He just left.” I breathed out slowly, trying to control my frazzled nerves. My hand shook slightly as I reached for an empty bottle, and I quickly dropped it to my side in an effort to keep Jessie from noticing my unease.

“Cassie,” Becky said gratefully. Adam took a step back, giving her the breathing room she needed and her eyes locked on to Cassie’s questioning ones. “I thought that was you,” Cassie said, her face breaking into a big smile. “I’m so glad I ran into you.” She flicked a glance at Adam and then stuck out her hand. “Hi, I’m Cassie Smith.” “Cassie, this is Adam Calhoun,” Becky said, moving away from the clothing rack to stand beside Cassie and out of Adam’s grasp.

Cassie’s meeting with Mr. Parks was concluded in less than fifteen minutes. He had informed her that Parks Publishers would be bringing out her book, subject to finalizing some finer details in the agreement, which would be signed at the start of the new year. Cassie was ecstatic. She thanked him repeatedly for the opportunity, shook his hands and walked out all over the moon “Someone looks happy” Aaron says with a huge smile as Cassie emerges from the meeting room where she had just seen Mr. Parks