“Happy birthday, Cassandra.” He says as he stops in front of me and Kyle walks away.
He takes out a small paper bag and open it.
“I know you like soft, easy and not loud.” He adds as he takes out a bracelet with my initial; C.M.H customised on it, and I smile as I display my wrist.
“It is beautiful.” I comment as he tugs it on for me and he moves his left hand to touch my face.
Leaning my face into his hold, he leans forward to kiss me and I look away.
The pictures he had of me still disgusts me, and I am with Archer now by the way.
“I am sorry.” He apologise and I force a smile.
“I understand.” I respond and he looks like he was going to say more when I feel a hand snake around my waist.
“Butterfly.” Archer coos and I smile at him.
Kendall, rubs the back of his neck and Kyle beck
