Harrold fidgeted nervously in his spot, his eyes darting everywhere but towards Cassie. He knew he couldn't defy her—his father would ground him and cut off his pocket money if any of his secrets came to light. Cassie's gaze shifted to Harrold's girlfriend, who stood with brows furrowed, clearly puzzled by Harrold's submissive behavior in front of the woman who had slapped her. The girlfriend, undeterred, stepped forward, attempting to defend him. "Are you trying to threaten my boyfriend? Because if—" she began, but her words were abruptly cut off as Harrold pulled her back. "Keep your mouth shut and behave," he ordered coldly, his tone brooking no argument. The shock of his stern command left his girlfriend speechless for a moment, but she quickly found her voice again, her frustration bubbling over. "But baby...," she protested, her voice rising. "You can't just let her talk to us like that!" Harrold's eyes flashed with irritation as he tightened his grip on her arm. "I said
"Did they now?" she asked, her voice tinged with amusement and a hint of challenge. A look of horror crossed Harrold and his girlfriend's faces. The girlfriend shook her head vehemently, silently pleading for leniency. Cassie's smile turned cold and calculating, a chilling contrast to her usual demeanor. "Well then, it's only fair to demand the same," Cassie stated firmly, her voice cutting through the tension in the air. She turned her gaze towards Harrold's girlfriend, her eyes narrowing with determination. "Kneel and apologize to Caleb right now." The woman glanced desperately at Harrold, silently seeking his support. However, Harrold remained silent, his expression caught between discomfort and resignation. She pressed closer to Harrold, her words barely above a whisper. "H-Harrold..." Silence "Harrold, say something. I'm not going to kneel; it'll be humiliating," she urged urgently. Harrold's jaw tightened visibly, his irritation showing. "Just do it," he muttered throu
Cassie grabbed Harrold's hand and slammed the wad of cash into his palm. "Here's your fifteen thousand dollars for the dress," she said, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "Even though it was your own girlfriend's fault, I'm feeling generous today." She then took out a few coins and tossed them at Harrold's girlfriend. "And for you," she mocked, "here's some change to get that dress dry-cleaned." Kenneth and Tracy looked on, their faces masks of shock. They exchanged bewildered glances, unable to understand why Cassie was paying the money instead of Caleb. What was going on between the two? The girlfriend stared at Cassie, biting her lip hard, her hands clenched into fists by her side. She knew Cassie was deliberately humiliating her in front of everyone. Desperate, she looked at Harrold for some sort of reaction, but he remained frozen to his spot, avoiding her gaze. When the girlfriend didn't make a move to pick up the coins, Cassie sneered, "Well, what are you waiting for? Pic
The bustling cafeteria, just moments ago filled with lively chatter and the clinking of cutlery, fell into a stunned silence. Caleb stood amidst the sudden hush, his hands tucked deep into his pockets, eyes fixed on Cassie with a mixture of surprise and disbelief etched on his face. Suddenly, Cassie's voice cut through the silence once again, declaring loudly, "Caleb, I really like you and want you to be my boyfriend!" Cassie declared, her voice unwavering as she looked straight into his eyes. Caleb sighed heavily, feeling caught off guard by Cassie's unexpected proclamation. His eyes darted around the cafeteria, meeting the incredulous stares of his classmates who couldn't believe what they were hearing. He shifted uncomfortably, trying to process the situation. ***** "Caleb, I really like you and want you to be my boyfriend!" Kenneth and Carl, nearly choked on her food, and Tracy slammed her wine glass down, her face flushed with anger and a hint of jealousy. Kenneth s
Cassie's gaze hardened, a flash of irritation crossing her features. She couldn't shake the memory of Tracy causing trouble that night at the bar. If it weren't for her interference, perhaps she wouldn't have argued with Caleb. Who knows, she might have already been his girlfriend by now. "Your personal history with him doesn't dictate my feelings," she countered sharply. "I see something in him that you clearly don't. So kindly keep your judgments to yourself." Tracy's chest rose and fell rapidly as she gathered herself to speak. "He's a loser, Cassie. He doesn't even have a proper job. He's just a delivery boy, for crying out loud." Cassie regarded Tracy with a shake of her head, an amused smile playing on her lips. "Hmm, I know exactly what he does for a living and his financial situation. You practically made it clear at the bar the other night. But you know what? I don't really care about that. I like Caleb for who he is on the inside, not what he does." She glanced ove
She paused, her voice choked with tears. "But you know what? I'm glad I found out his true colors." Tracy wiped away the tears streaming down her cheeks, her eyes defiant yet vulnerable. After listening to the fabricated story, Caleb stood there in shock. He thought of raising his hands and clapping at her outstanding performance. If he hadn't known the truth of what really transpired between them, he might have believed her too. However, any shock he felt was quickly overshadowed by the biting comments thrown his way. "What a scumbag, treating a woman like that!" "I never trusted him, always seemed too smooth for his own good." "Who would've thought the nice guy act was just a facade for a heartless cheat?" "Seems like Caleb's true colors are finally showing. Shameful." Caleb felt a mix of anger and disbelief as the accusations and judgments rained down on him, knowing that Tracy's words had painted him in a damning light, whether they were true or not. "Be careful, Cassie.
Tracy felt humiliated. She had spun her web of lies, portraying herself as the heartbroken victim of Caleb's betrayal, but Cassie had dismissed her accusations as if she were nothing more than an irritating fly. The atmosphere in the restaurant was thick with confusion and disbelief. People exchanged puzzled glances, their lunches forgotten as they tried to make sense of the scene unfolding before them. Murmurs filled the air, a chorus of incredulous whispers and muted exclamations. "Is she serious?" someone at a nearby table whispered, eyebrows raised in astonishment. "I can't believe it," another voice chimed in. "Why would a girl like Cassie still want to be with Caleb after everything Tracy just said?" "It has to be some kind of joke," a third person speculated, shaking their head. "Cassie could have anyone she wanted. Why him?" Despite the growing skepticism around her, Cassie stood her ground, her eyes fixed on Caleb. Tracy's words seemed to have little effect on her re
Tommy gripped Caleb's arm firmly, pulling him aside from the crowd in the cafeteria. He leaned in close, his voice barely above a whisper, filled with confusion and concern. "What are you doing, man? Cassie just took the initiative and proposed to you in front of everyone. Why are you saying no?" Caleb glanced at Tommy, a mixture of regret and turmoil evident in his eyes. He hesitated for a moment before responding, aware of Jake also awaiting his explanation. As he glanced at Tommy and Jake, a mix of emotions swirling in his eyes—regret, turmoil, and a touch of apprehension. How could he possibly explain the true reason behind his rejection of Cassie without divulging his secret? There were parts of his life that his friends were unaware of, and he struggled to find the right words to convey his reasons clearly. Jake leaned in closer, concern etched on his face. "Caleb, seriously, what's going on?" Jake's voice was gentle, coaxing Caleb to open up. Caleb hesitated, searching