Cassidy’s POV
She was finally at her apartment. It was small in my eyes, compared to Eric’s big house but it was cozy and comforted her. While it comforted her, it made her feel lonely. Eric was, no matter how she thought otherwise, was part of her life; a very relevant part of her life. So, she found herself thinking about him, wondering why he had not come after her like the men in romance novels and movies. She had waited, thinking he would call her or call someone around her to tell him where she was.
“Well,” she said, dispersing her thoughts and rising from her bed.
Suddenly, her phone started to ring, which startled her for a second. Thinking it was Eric calling, she snatched the phone off the bed and raised it to her eyes— Her mother was calling. A wave of nervousness went throu
