AXEL:I hate that guy. There was no need for him to kiss her possessively. I know that he's her boyfriend. What was his name by the way? Liam? Luis? Right, Luke. What does his name mean anyway. Hold on a second. "Siri, what does Lucas mean?" She replied that it means 'bright' or 'shining'. Bah! He looks like he has a dark, twisted soul. I hope Cassie's okay. Of course she is. Why would I care? I'm not her boyfriend. Who cares what she's doing right now; I don't. But is she okay? Oh no, what is wrong with me? She's not my girlfriend, neither is she going to be. Do I want her to be more than friends? Missing her so much in Hawaii, the fury in my eyes when Lucas kissed her...If all this is not love then I don't know what love is. I think I love Cassie.

When I woke up in the morning, Luke was gone. I rubbed my sore arms and looked at the time. Oh no, it's 8:45! I have an appointment at 9! I dashed into the bathroom, had a quick shower and put on a black halter neck dress and a short grey blazer on top. I grabbed my Louboutins and gulped down two slices of bread with coffee. It was 8:55. Oh crap! I ran as fast as I could in heels and as soon as I got in the car, I hit the gas. I drove faster than I ever did in my life. Luckily, my clinic was just 15 minutes away.

I stared at the picture of Mr. Possessive on Cassie's desk. I hated him. The same thing has been playing in my head ever since I saw him at Cassie's house. She's never late; I wonder what happened? If Mr. Touchy did anything to her, I swear I'll... Cassie came running into the room. She was breathing hard but she still tried to speak," Hi...I...Sorry... Slept in... " That was really cute. I got up from my chair and helped her to sit down in her own chair. "Easy. Calm down. It's okay." I handed her a glass of water and told her to catch her breath. Slowly, she relaxed. A bit embarrassed, she said, "Hey. I'm sorry..." "It's fine. How many times will you apologize?" She squared her shoulders."Let's begin shall we?" As I started blabbering about my day, I noticed that she was rubbing her hands and moving uncomfortably. What did that bastard do to her? "You okay?" She blushed and said," Yeah. Just a little bit... sore." "Oh. I get it." Her face lost the blush, but the tips of her ears were still red. Great. My hate for him has increased even more. "An hour's up." Her phone rang and on the Caller ID was his name. A fresh batch of anger flowed through me. She picked the phone and spoke to him," Hey, Luke. Yeah, yesterday was fun" Jesus, she's talking about... "What?" Her face paled. I mouthed You okay? She waved me away. She doesn't want me to be here. I slowly walked out the door. When, I looked at her again, she looked like she was ready to faint. I have to help her. I started walking back inside but she mouthed at me Go! I went outside and sat down in my car. The only thing that was in my mind was:What did he say to her?