(Dane)
She went to bed early.
The licensing course enrollment confirmation had come through on her phone just before ten and she'd shown it to me like she was showing me something she was still getting used to being real. Then she'd kissed me and gone to bed and left me sitting at the kitchen table with my tea going cold.
I sat there for a while.
I thought about Cassidy starting the course.
About what it would look like in a few months when she was licensed and working. Getting in the car in the morning and driving somewhere I couldn't see. Meeting clients I didn't know. Showing houses to strangers in empty rooms with no one else around.
I trusted her.
That wasn't the issue.
The issue was everything else. The things that had nothing to do with Cassidy and everything to do with the
