“I tried so hard for us not to be the talk of the town, but that…” Anton laughed hilariously, pointing at the private helicopter, which had landed five hours ago at an open field near the inn, from the window of his bedroom in the attic. “That would be forever in the history of this place,” he said, turning his head to Cassie. “So, I was right from the beginning. You were a rich kid who ran away from home.”
“Nope!” Cassie shook her head, sighing as she met his eyes. “Evan’s the rich one. Before he came into our lives, we were like just any ordinary family. Mom struggled in her business. Dad’s a manager in a semiconductor company. My sister and I were in a public school.”
And I was suffering from poor eyesight and had to wear thick eyeglasses to see, she wanted to add. It was Evan who e
