When Love Finds Its Way Back
Tina’s chest tightened painfully, a sharp, twisting ache that made it hard to breathe.
Then another clip began. The dance.
The camera had captured everything with pure clarity: the way Dreston held Cassienne so carefully in his arms, the way his usually cold eyes softened around her, the way Cassienne looked back at him despite her obvious attempt to remain composed. Even strangers watching from thousands of miles away could see the truth.
They loved each other. Deeply. Undeniably.
Tina let out a shaky, broken breath before grabbing the nearest cushion and hurling it violently across the room. It slammed against the wall with a dull thud. “I hate her,” she whispered into the emptiness. But e