Cassandra's POV
On his birthday, my eyes went wide. The cold night breeze blew between us and it felt like everything faded away.
For a moment, all I could do was stare at him with a strained smile, the way his fingers still held my wrist like it was his last lifeline. Guilt settled heavily in my chest. I had forgotten it's been years since I even thought of his birthday.
Far too much time had passed. Although there was that subtle familiarity it felt like we were strangers getting to know each other again.
The way his eyes dropped to the ground told me he wasn’t lying or being dramatic this time. He sighed brushing his hand through his hair his Adam's apple bobbled
“Rhys…” I whispered.
He quickly shook his head as if trying to brush away the heaviness. “It’s fine. Really. I didn’t
