My Niece's Wild Desire
Not caring if the neighbors got annoyed.
Finally, after what felt like forever, the door opened. She stood there, pale as paper. The light in her eyes was gone. All that was left was sadness.
Marc looked straight at her. Then, without waiting for permission, he stepped inside.
He shut the door behind him with his back and wrapped his arms around her.
“I’m sorry. Sandra, I’m so sorry,” he said.
Cassandra broke into tears again. Her chest ached, but she knew this was just the beginning. If this was what it felt like now, how could she face the future—seeing her uncle marry someone else?