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Cassandra I'm sitting on the white swing on the lawn alone. I feel tears well up in my eyes but I refuse to cry. It has been three days since the rejection and I haven't accepted it yet. There is a constant pain in my chest, I don't like this feeling. Sometimes it's so bad that I would thrash and cry. I know accepting the rejection would probably ease or take away all my pain but why am I hesitant? I need to find the courage to accept and move on. Today, I was cleaning the alpha suite and saw Cherry leave Dylan's room. They were probably f*****g, considering the smile on her face and the pain I felt earlier. When I entered to clean, clothes were discarded on the floor, and condom wraps were all over the place. " Hello," I hear an unfamiliar male voice. I turn behind to look at