o back off. I'm not in the mood to start a scene today." Cassandra raised her hand like a q

cally drilling into Mara, as if she could rip

Mara to the bone. Her body trembled

aye had in her eyes

g glare and that overwhelming presence, left wit

already come over t

aking calmly, "Mr. Hawthorne, I was Faye's best friend online-Cassandra from the Taylor Group. I dreamt of her last night, and she

flicked to Mara-whose fac

m anxiously, but then hesitated, narrowing his ey

g to win over Mrs. Hawthorne, you told her you were still a virgin. I also know Fa

r. Hawthorne's serious face, then his ey

ye. Back then, they'd even joked: "If either of us ever

ss often appear in dreams, asking the l

e asked emotionally. Faye's departure was so s

'd tell him everything. yet she never once m

looked nothing like Faye, he kept see

ye first?" Cassandra's voice

aid, could tell Cassandra wouldn't speak another wo

d down at that cold, lifeless body that would nev

ke sure Mara and Ethan paid. S

frowned, staring at the black gown on Faye-a dress she had

d out through the tears, sobbing as if her hear

een the Hawthorne sisters w

ss and seeing her cry like that, people couldn't

ac