The next day, Axel and I meet at a busy restaurant in the heart of the city. I hated doing this because I wanted to hurt her more than anything, but I can't run from my problems forever.
I keep my eyes peeled for Cassie, but she is nowhere to be seen. We have been waiting for almost half an hour when my phone buzzes with a text message.
"Sorry to keep you waiting, lovebirds. I am almost there," Cassie wrote.
Axel's grip on my hand tightens. "I don't like this."
"Neither do I," I admit, my stomach in knots.
Finally, Cassie appears, looking like the epitome of friendliness. But I know better than to fall for her act.
"Took you long enough," I say dryly.
Cassie smirked as she took a seat across from us. "TRAFFIC," she says, rolling her eyes. "Thank you for meeting me here, guys."
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