We were high school sweethearts until Cassie played a pivotal role in the most awful night of my life when my sister tragically killed herself. Though that was not the reason Cassie was removed from her foster home and placed elsewhere, it was opportune timing. Now twelve years later she’s returned. I’m stuck between wanting to make her suffer for that night or embracing her tightly and never letting go.
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