Chapter Twenty-Three

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Cassandra finally awoke hours later, still feeling a little crazed-out about her Vince nightmare.


But she was way better than letting a guy- especially Vince, of all people!- get into her head like that.


Sure, she would probably keep his mark forever- not willingly, of course.


That mark being her unborn son or daughter.


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He had told her that he loved her. She was not easily fooled- she never was.


She was only doing this because she had a feeling, much like with "Andrew," that something was amiss.


Little did she know that, while she was "playing" him, he was playing her.


Using her in order to grab the attention of another lady.


Abusing her to make it seem more realistic and believable.


Threatening to blackmail her if she told anyone about what was really going down between them.


He always did something- she never knew what- that made her forget all of the experiences anyways, though she always found herself in a state of pain that always hinted at what had gone down previously.


And now here she was, after he had finally gotten the girl of his dreams and left, facing the consequences of something that she had absolutely no say in.


She had never given him permission to do what he had done, and he always gave her reason to have to give in.


She hated that.


But what she hated most was the fact that he got away with it, he got the girl that he wanted, and she was stuck with his child.


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{Okay. Short part. It's nearly my bed time- yes, I still have one- and I just had to write this out before I chickened out tomorrow. Yes, this part is about Vince, who was mentioned in the previous chapter. Yes, I know that "Vince" is a somewhat stupid name. No, I do not approve of anything that I had Vince do to Cassandra. But... it was all part of the story. Good night.}

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