The Forgotten Night

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let the tradition die, not even if she was out of town.
    “Fine, I’ll do it. Only because I love you,” Cassidy said and was immediately embraced by her mother.
    “Oh thank you, dear. You know how much this means to me?”
    “Don’t sweat it, Mom, I’m happy to do this for you. You’ve taught me well.”
    Besides, it will give me one more reason not to be with Robert. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t make herself love Robert. They had been dating for six months and he was crazy about her—at least it seemed that way to her. But seeing Andrew again last night had just proven what she knew. She wasn’t over him yet.
    With a sigh, she went up to her room and called Robert to tell him that she wouldn’t be able to see him much over the next few days because she had to prepare for the part. She felt a bit guilty for having invited him down here. She honestly didn’t know why she had, unless it was just a subconscious wish to show Andrew she’d moved on. Now she was so glad her parents had made him stay at a hotel instead of at her house.
    “I’m sorry, Robert,” Cassidy said into her cell phone. “I’m going to be busy all day. I promised my mother I would help with the party.”
    “Cassidy, I was going to take you out to a nice dinner and celebrate.”
    “Celebrate what?” she asked, confused.
    “Just us,” he said sternly.
    Cassidy grabbed a nearby throw pillow and gave an exasperated scream into it.
    “Cassidy, are you all right? I thought I heard—”
    “I’m fine, Robert,” she said dully. She had to break up with him. He was becoming too attached and something about him didn’t settle right with her. He was always clinging to her and never failed to call her twice a day, once in the morning and once in the evening, ‘just to check on her’ he would say, but Cassidy couldn’t shake the strange feeling he was becoming a little too obsessive over her. “Listen, I have to go, but I’ll see you at the New Year’s Eve party. I have a lot to do before then.”
    “Fine, I love you, Cassidy,” he said and hung up.
    She was glad he had hung up. The last time he had said those words to her, she was too surprised not to say them back to him. She hated saying them, especially when she knew it wasn’t true. Cassidy put her cell phone down.
    “Trouble in paradise?”
    Cassidy turned to see Rachel standing in her doorway.
    “No, just a little misunderstanding.” Cassidy stood up and embraced her friend. “How are you?”
    “I’m fine, but I don’t think that’s what you really wanted to ask me,” Rachel said, sitting on Cassidy’s bed.
    “Um…I…how’s…how’s Andy?” she asked.
    Rachel smiled. “My brother is fine, I think he’s sitting on the couch eating a bowl of Lucky Charms and watching the Disney Channel.”
    Cassidy’s lips curved into a smile, and she couldn’t help but let out a laugh. She had slept over at their house several times and every Saturday it was the same. She and Rachel would grab a bowl of cereal, usually Lucky Charms or some other sugary cereal, and watch the Disney Channel. Andrew would meander in a few minutes after and grumble about the television station but secretly Cassidy knew he didn’t mind. She had even caught him watching it a couple of times.
    “So anyway,” Rachel continued. “Your mom told me they were leaving. What’s going to happen with the party?”
    “Nothing, same ol’ routine, except I will be the one behind the scenes.”
    “Need any help?”
    “No, I pretty much know where everything is supposed to go, just promise me you’ll be there?”
    “Have I ever missed the New Year’s Eve party? I think not. So what’s going to happen?”
    Cassidy knew what she was referring to. This would be the first year they hadn’t stuck with their normal routine, watching a movie or playing a game in her room until midnight. “I…I’m not sure, Robert will be here, and I have to make sure everything is running smoothly. It’s

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