Cassie’s POV.
The living room was decorated with balloons and stars that were hung on the ceiling. I saw five bouquets of red roses, as well as two white ones. A giant cake sat pretty on a table, and below the table were wrapped gifts and a couple of designer boxes in their shopper bags.
On the wall behind the cake was a beautiful decoration screaming, “Happy Birthday, Cassie!”
My vision was almost blurry with tears, but I sniffled hard, trying to push back the water in my eyes.
I looked back and I saw Shawn behind me. He had helped himself in with our luggage, and the door was already shut. He was literally a step away from me, staring at me intently.
“We are here for your meeting.” That was meant to be a question, but my tone said otherwise.
“What’s going on?” I asked immediat
