plenty of women in the world who would make a better match for him than me. So, why would I want to set myself up with something like that? Only to have him decide, years from now, that I wasn’t really the one after all. Even then, he probably won’t understand that I’m not the one because the one doesn’t exist. It’s just not a risk I want to take, especially when I’m totally happy with my life at the moment. If it were up to me, he’d get swept off his litigating feet by someone else before this gets out of hand and I lose a client.”
Cassandra sat back and considered her friend’s words. There was a time when she and Maritess had planned their future weddings together. Now, her friend was oddly sure of herself as she denounced love all together; not dramatically, not pathetically, but with strength and with a mere sense of malice. There was something that didn’t sit well with Cassandra, but she had no choice but to accept Maritess for all she was, as frustrating as that may be. Still, she couldn’t let it go quite that easily.
The two of them noticed the time and headed toward the café to meet Markus. They arrived a few minutes before he did, and stood outside in the sun while they waited. Cassandra looked at Maritess, and decided to call her bluff. “Hey,” she said. Maritess looked up with a smile as Cassandra continued, “So, if you feel absolutely nothing for Markus, I could maybe take him off your hands for you.” Cassandra stated her proposal as if she were in front of a hard-sale client. Maritess was impressed, outwardly relieved, but couldn’t quench the sudden rise of jealously she felt. She stamped out the squandering, little flame, and gave Cassandra her blessing. If Cassandra wanted to date Markus, that was fine with her.
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CHAPTER 13
By the time Markus met them at a table, the two women had decided to seamlessly transfer Markus between them. Maritess rose to give him a hug when he approached, but turned her cheek when he went to kiss her. Cassandra rose as well, and Markus had no choice but to hug her, too. They sat down and, after they’d placed their order with the server, Cassandra dropped a confession in their laps.
“So, I know that I said I’d taken a few personal days, but that was kind of a white lie. They’re actually called ‘re-acclaimation’ days. I’m supposed to be finding an apartment and getting all my stuff moved over from Seattle,” Cassandra said. Maritess was stunned and waited for her to continue. “It turns out that this contract with the mill is going to take a few months of work. Since I’m from here, and it was my idea, they made it my project. So, I’m going to be moving home for a while,” she said as she turned to Maritess. “What do you think?” she asked.
Maritess was speechless. Happiness resounded through her entire being, but she couldn’t ignore a dissonant note in her emotion. Cassandra had known she was going to be moving here, but didn’t tell Maritess until just now. Maritess knew that if Cassandra was living here for a while, she was serious about dating Markus. Maritess felt surprised when she felt a bit of jealousy rise up in her again. Quickly, she snapped it out of her mind and allowed the joy to sweep forth from her.
“I can’t believe it,” Maritess squealed. “For how long?” Cassandra laughed and returned the hug Maritess gave her. She answered that it was scheduled to be twelve weeks, but would probably round out to a little under five months. She had already found an apartment, and had a moving truck pack up her old house. When she said that it would be arriving the next day, Maritess volunteered both herself and Markus to help her unpack. Markus was happy to help.
Over the rest of their lunch, Maritess and Markus filled Cassandra in on the town
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