“I want you to be happy,” she says, rubbing a hand on my cheek. “Even if that takes you away from here. I want you to be true to yourself and follow your heart.”
“What about you?”
“Children aren’t meant to worry about their parents,” she says. “Live your life, Cassie; you only get one.”
Dad comes back into the room complaining about the pizza order, and Mom stands up to talk him through it. But I sit frozen on the couch.
Being with Enemy Muse, being with Sebastian, was the most draining, exhausting experience of my life. It made me question how Myth was able to keep burning as long as he did.
But, for the first time, I wasn’t just existing. I was living, and dare I say it, I was happy. I wasme.
35
Sebastian and Cassie
Cassie:Hey
Sebastian:Who is this?
Sebastian:Kidding, bad joke
Cassie:It’s kinda funny…
Sebastian:So you’ve always been a terrible liar then? Glad we cleared that up
Cassie:Proving assumptions correct since 1999
Sebastian:Surprised to hear from you
Cassie:Surprised I’m texting, to be honest
Sebastian:Why are you?
Cassie:Bored, curious, all those things you normally say…
Sebastian:Well I’m glad you did
Cassie:We scattered his ashes today
Sebastian:You okay?
Cassie:No
Sebastian:I know the feeling
Cassie:But for the first time in a year, I kind of feel like I will be
Sebastian:Good
Sebastian:You deserve it
Cassie:So do you
Cassie:It’s not your fault Sebastian
Cassie:Promise
Sebastian:I miss you