CASSANDRA WILLIAMS
I look at him in disbelief through my tearful eyes. I cannot believe I let him use me to get over his feelings. He made me his fiancée’s substitute.
“You are disgusting me right now. Did you even think about me in Poland? Did your late fiancée even know that you f****d me before you flew to her? Did you tell her how much you claimed me and said that you were going to come back for me to steal me from your nephew? Had your son's mother not have died would you have come to marry me? I am actually confused,”
“Does that even matter? I still chose to be with you in the end, didn’t I?”
And he still chooses to be so damn rude.
“I am done, Lucas. I am so f*****g done!”
“You can say that as loud as you want, and as much as you can, princess... you are not going anywhe
