Love In A Faraway Galaxy-AnakinxOC

Chapter 64-Troubled

A week after Mortis, Cassandra kept her distance from Anakin. She barely spoke to him and slept alone in their bedroom. She wouldn't let him hold or kiss her, blowing off every sign of affection he tried to give her.

Anakin balled his hands into fists as Cassandra met his gaze, pivoted on her heel and left their home. He couldn't take this anymore. "Wait!" He stalked after his wife down the hall and pulled her into an alcove. "Please, Cass. Tell me what I've done!"

Cassandra attempted to push past him. "Let me through."

Anakin gripped her shoulders and backed her against the wall. "No, not until we talk."

She looked away. "I can't."

Sliding fingers under her jaw, Anakin turned her face back to him. "Why?"

Cassandra's cinnamon eyes were sad. "I don't know. I don't know why I can't get past Mortis. I just need some space, alright?"

Anakin was puzzled. He was on Mortis too. They'd been through far worse together. What happened that he didn't know? He tipped her head back and kissed her gently on the lips. She didn't kiss him back. "I love you, you know?"

Cassandra lowered her eyelashes. "I know."

Anakin felt a pang of hurt she didn't say she loved him back. "At least tell me...if there's something I did...I'm so sorry. I never want to hurt you."

"But you did." Her voice shook. "The Son showed you a vision of the future. I don't know what you saw but you joined the Darkside without hesitation. You told me I'd turn against you. I tried to reason with you and you refused to listen."

Tears rolled down her cheeks. "I know you can't remember. The old man stole your memories. You doubted me! Me! I've always supported you and it hurts so much you took a stranger's word over mine!" Cassandra looked at him with wounded eyes. "How could you do that, Anakin? How could you?"

Anakin was speechless. What could he say? When she pushed at him again, he stepped aside. Cassandra fled down the hall, conjured a portal and jumped through.

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Why did this have to be so hard? Why couldn't Cassandra let Mortis go? She always moved past their arguments quickly because she hated conflict.

Some part of her refused to let Anakin's actions go even though she badly wished to forgive him.

Dabbing at her eyes, Cassandra crashed into someone.

"Master Pierce?" Senator Dorme stood in front of her. Her forehead crinkled in concern. "What's the matter?"

Cassandra realized she had ported into the middle of the Temple foyer after running from Anakin.

The Senator's security team and handmaidens gawked at the obviously weeping sorceress. Cassandra wiped her nose with her sleeve. "Dorme? Why are you here at the Temple?"

Great, she had made a complete fool of herself.

"I had a meeting with the Jedi Council to discuss security for the upcoming Festival of Light on Naboo. The festival is still three months away. Since Chancellor Palpatine will be the Master of Ceremonies all necessary precautions must be taken." Dorme laid a hand on Cassandra's arm. "You are clearly distressed. Is there any way I can help?"

"I..." Cassandra faltered, discovering speech eluded her. Her emotions were a chaotic whirlwind inside her, spinning and spinning. Reality was upside down.

"Well...if I may ask would you consider coming to the Naboo Embassy with me? We can have tea." Dorme said kindly. "I've been busy and haven't had the opportunity to invite you to dinner like I promised."