Cassie only wanted a moment to breathe. The meeting with Carter had been suffocating.
Then Frederick, cold and distant, Sienna smiling with that polished sweetness she wore like perfume. Cassie slipped away to the washroom, hoping for a few minutes where no one's eyes were on her, where her heart could calm down enough to stop hurting.
She didn't expect footsteps behind her. And she definitely didn't expect Sienna to follow.
"Cassie," Sienna whispered the moment the door closed, her voice trembling. Then, to Cassie's shock, she dropped to her knees, hands clasped as if in prayer.
"I'm so sorry for taking Frederick. You know we were supposed to get married before my accident."
The apology hit Cassie like ice water. Too sudden. Too neat. Too rehearsed.
Cassie folded her a
