Chapter 317: Crying
When Cassandra had found out about Derek and Emily. She had done what at the time had felt like the right thing to do. She had broken them up, and in the weeks that had followed, when she’d had to witness her son’s heartbreak.
Cassandra had convinced herself that it was just a passing phase. That he would get over it.
But now as her son, and Emily Molson stood before her and Cassandra saw them together for the first time. It truly dawned on her that she had made a mistake back then. That was something that she could no longer deny. She had made assumptions about their relationship without even taking the time to get to see them as a couple.
On paper it sounded as though Emily Molson were after her son for the things that he could provide her with. And her son in turn, seemed like someone who was being led around by his emotions. But seeing them together was something else.
Just one look, and Cassandra knew that their feelings for each other were genuine. The energy around them was just...it was warm. The type of warmth that only two people who really cared about each other could generate. And even if she were not good at reading auras. Their physical body language said it all.
They might have been looking at Cassandra.
But it was clear that most of their attention was on one another. They might as well have been the only people in the room. Emily was unconsciously leaning into Derek, and he in turn was doing the same. He had even placed his hand over the back of her chair. Which was horrible manners. But it was clearly an unconscious gesture, like he was ready to pull her out of harm’s way at any second. And Cassandra was ashamed to realize that even if he might have not been actively thinking it. Derek was unconsciously trying to protect the woman he loved from his mother.
Needless to say, lunch was a tense affair. For the majority of the meal there was silence. No one said anything. Whether Emily and Derek were having silent conversations with their eyes, Cassandra had no idea. She just looked at her plate and focused on finishing it.
But there was so much that she wanted to say. She wanted to rush over to her son’s side, and tell him how sorry she was that she had meddled in his love life. That she would never do it again.