Cassandra gets down on


    her knees to try and clean


    the mess I''ve made with


    her hands.


    "I''m afraid I can''t tell


    you. It''s an oath I''ve


    made with Ronin."


    I lay back in bed,


    staring up at the


    ceiling.


    Who''s Ronin?


    The name sounds


    a bit familiar.


    "Cassandra, why are


    you keeping secrets


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    I asked in a sharp tone of


    voice.


    This question came


    out of nowhere.


    It''s almost as if I''m talking


    unwillingly.


    "Cassandra, I won''t tell.


    Please just give me


    a hint."


    I beg.


    As I glance at her,


    Cassandra stands up with


    the tray of neglected food,


    a broken plate and multiple


    shards of glass.


    Her eyes are super


    glassy.


    She parts her lips


    slightly yet no words


    come out.


    It''s almost as if she


    wants to tell me


    something.


    "We don''t know each


    other so please, don''t


    request something so


    highly from me."


    Cassandra looks emotionally


    distressed.


    That''s a sign right there


    isn''t it?


    She''s hiding something.