Chapter 1457: A kind soul
Meanwhile...
A tear rolled down Cassandra’s face as she stood on the balcony, wiping it away with the back of her hand. She tried to stifle her sniffles, putting on a strong front as she reached for her wine and downed it in one gulp. But no matter how much she drank, the wine wasn’t enough to drown the sorrow in her heart.
"This..." she hiccupped, clutching the wine glass tightly.
Her chest burned with anger, prompting her to hurl the glass against the wall. The sharp crash rang out, but it did nothing to ease the ache inside her. She hissed, balling her hands into tight fists until her nails dug into her palms. Yet, as she stared at the shattered glass on the floor, she only felt more hopeless.
"Why..." Cassandra buried her face in her hands, her knees buckling until she sank to the floor. Her restrained cries turned into muffled sobs, her tears dripping down her arms.
She tried to hold back, tried not to break down. But she failed. The tears betrayed her, welling up before spilling over uncontrollably.
Why did everything have to be like this?
Months ago, her life was nothing like this. She was happy, carefree, living her best life. She had dated men, but it never went beyond the getting-to-know stage. And even when those flings ended, she never cried over them. Why would she? She had endless options.
Even when she started seeing Jonathan, things had been good. They had been happy.
But ever since coming back to Anteca, everything had fallen apart. She had fought to hold things together, to protect what was hers—only to be slapped by reality.
Nothing was hers.
Jonathan? The man she once imagined a future with had already begun revealing his ulterior motives.