128 Ramsey is not the prize!

Lyla

The number was Cassidy’s.

I watched the phone ring until the call ended and went back to my reading. The phone rang for the second time and my thumb hovered over the screen as a wave of unease settled over me.

Finally, I took a deep breath and accepted the call.

“Hello?”

“I was wondering if you’d pick up.” She said without bothering to return my greeting.

I gritted my teeth. “What do you want Cassidy? If you have something to say, get to the point.”

She huffed in disbelief. “Two days,” she shouted, “I sent you that address two days ago, waited for you and you didn’t even bother to show up?”

I leaned back in my chair, a wry smile playing on my lips. “Oh, I was busy… still busy. You could have

checked if I was free before sending me random addresses, you know.”

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The line went quiet for a moment until Cassidy’s voice came up again. She sounded frustrated. “Where are you now?” she snapped.

“The library,” I responded. “What do you want, Cassidy?”

The line went dead. I stared at my phone for a moment, before shrugging and returning to the book I was reading.

An hour later, my phone buzzed again. Cassidy’s

number flashed across the screen.

“Yes?”

“I’m at the café across from the library,” she

announced. Come meet me.”

“No, thank you, I’d rather not. I’m too busy to step out,” I replied without closing my book.

“I really am at the café. I can see the library from here,” Cassidy insisted “And I won’t take your time. Just a few minutes, hmm?”

“I can’t, Cassidy. I don’t like you too much to inconvenience myself. I have no plans to leave this position until much later. So I’m sorry my dear but

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No…”

hung up without waiting for another

from her.

shadow fell across me,

I saw Cassidy standing in front of me, her brows drawn in disdain but she managed a smile as

our gaze met.

get you myself. If you do not cooperate and come

chair. “Go ahead, my dear, I’m sure people won’t mind seeing that you’re not as scary as you try to make yourself seem. Live a little, I’ll be here cheering

difficult than it already is.

Cassidy Thorne. I’m not your little maids at

rolled her eyes and took a deep

me again. “Please Lyla, would you be kind

to share a cup of coffee with me? The weather

nice for

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and then back at her smiling expression. Sighing, I began gathering my things. Sometimes

she won’t let me

the library and some minutes later, we were sitting, facing each other in the coffee shop. I took a sip from my iced

am I

have something to show you and to tell you,” she said happily.

with a pink ribbon adorning the cover which she placed on the

me.

practically

the box arching my brow

this?”

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in front of you, open it,” she said again, flashing me a smile that

anyone at face value. I leaned back in my chair, studying the box as though it might explode. “Why don’t

the box closer and pulled off the lid. Then she turned the box towards me, revealing a luxurious wedding

higher waiting

course. This would be like a pre–reception, just

the honour, Cassidy but I’m trying to remember since when we became close. We only attended training school

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every day. Or is it recording an intimate video of me and posting it for everyone to see… we’re not close, Cassidy… why

bigger than you, so it was just me trying to clip it

chuckled dryly. “Anyways, I’m afraid I’ll have to decline. I have no intention of attending your joining ceremony or wedding, much

then

almost like pity as she leaned forward. “Oh, sweetie, is

said yes to him a

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