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"Oh, there she is! Serena!" Cassie's chirpy voice disrupts my thoughts.
I swing my head sharply in the direction of her voice. She is standing by the kitchen island in the company of a petite blonde and a dark-haired man.
Finally, a distraction.
She handed me a champagne flute once I got to her. I take it from her without hesitation, not sparing a glance at her guests. I had far more consuming thoughts in my mind.
"Serena, meet Kayla and Adam. Kayla is a colleague at work, and Adam is her friend." Cassie grins, introducing her guests to me.
"Hi. Thank you for coming." I greet them.
"Hello," They both smile at me. The dark-haired guy's eyes linger on me for a little while. I turn to Cassie immediately, uninterested in his show of interest in me.
Cassie senses something is wrong.
"Kayla, Adam, I will be right back." Cassie excuses herself, grabs my hand, and leads me out of the kitchen. She brings me into the nearest restroom and shuts the door behind her.
I stand there, shifting uncomfortably in my heels.
Cassie is staring at me so intensely she makes me want to crawl into a hole and hide there. I can't maintain eye contact because it's uncomfortable.
"Serena?" She calls me in a questioning tone.
I look up, sending her a stiff smile, and she scoffs.
"You have to tell me what’s on your mind. I am your best friend, Serena." She reminds me as though I had forgotten.
If anyone is capable of figuring me out in a second. It's Cassie. And knowing how stubborn she is, she will not back down without finding out what's happening.
I walk past her, settling on the sink counter. She arches her brow at me, demanding answers.
"I saw him…" My voice trailed off.
She looks at me in confusion until her eyes widen in surprise when she catches on to what I mean.
"What? No way!" She screams.
"How in the world did that happen?" She asks.
"I don't know, Cassie." I don't mean to, but I shout at her. I exhale. "I don't know," I add quietly.
"I was just going to check in on John upstairs, and then I ran into him," I tell her. Her bulging eyes urge me to go further.
"Cassie, I didn't just run into him. He was coming out of John’s study, and I found out from John that he is John's business partner and best friend! You can imagine how screwed up the whole thing is!" My voice rises in frustration.
Cassie sighs and joins me on the counter.
"I am sure all this must be overwhelming. I am so sorry, babe. What are you going to do now?" She inquiries, squeezing my hands.
"There's nothing to do, Cassie. It was just a one-night thing. We have no business being together. I don't know him. He doesn't know me. End of the story." I say firmly.
The look in Cassie's eyes shows she wants to say something but holds back.
"Good. It has to stay that way. It should stay that way. There are better men out there. Getting entangled with your uncle's best friend is the last thing you need right now." She tells me, engulfing me in a hug.
I ease into it and allow her to hold me.
"What happened in Milan stays in Milan." That is the last thing I say to Cassie. But why is my chest constricting in pain?
