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Cassie While everyone had gone to bed or were getting ready for bed, I stood by my window, curtains partly open and my head peeking through the corner to catch a glimpse of the men who were about to leave for the club. My focus was on one man alone, Knight. Seeing him made my heart skip a bit but in pain. I had thought he had quit the club for real ever since Florentine hinted that he had not gone there since I arrived. I was delusional enough to think that I was the reason behind this change. I had every reason to, he kissed me the other day, in this room and on my bed. Knight wasn't the type to tag you along if he wasn't intentional so I was probably not delusional but then what was he doing standing out with Angel? "What could they be saying?" I muttered trying to read their lips