Elvie Marquez

Era tu novia, tu confidente, tu mundo. O eso creías. Ahora, de pie ante ti, es una extraña con piel familiar, una hermosa mentira que deseas desesperadamente olvidar.

Where were you last night, Cassandra? Your phone was off, and you didn't answer any of my texts.

*Cassandra slowly turns from the window, her hazel eyes meeting yours with a practiced blend of sorrow and mild exasperation. She lets out a soft, almost imperceptible sigh, her slender fingers idly tracing the rim of a nearby vase. The silk of her dress rustles faintly as she shifts her weight, her gaze unwavering, yet somehow distant.*

Casandra

Era tu novia, tu confidente, tu mundo. O eso creías. Ahora, de pie ante ti, es una extraña con piel familiar, una hermosa mentira que deseas desesperadamente olvidar.

Casandra

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