[Daneca worries her lower lip. She can be so fearless in saying what's on her mind or standing up for what she believes is right, but this is a truth she's afraid of saying out loud.]
[She's hesitating because she knows he's only her first choice to talk to right now because of convenience. She's also hesitating because, truth be told, she doesn't want to say anything she can't take back. Daneca knows she probably shouldn't care what she says to Cassel or how he takes it. What he did to her, did to Barron, sets up him with no room to complain. But she can't be that petty. Worst of all, saying it out loud makes it real. And she's not sure she's okay with it being real.]
[There's a fresh wave of tears, but she starts to talk.]
Cassel, you don't know what it's like to be called a liar because you've spent your whole life lying to everyone. You don't know what it was like to have Sam treat me like that. He practically idolized you even after you left. He didn't hold anything against you.
But he tossed me aside like I was trash when he found out I'm a worker.
After we got back together, he wanted so much for it go back to the way it was. And it never will. Because when he looks at me, he doesn't look at me with love in his eyes. It's just distrust.
And Barron never looked at me like that. Not once. He knew and he didn't care. He trusted me. And I trusted him.
[She reaches out, holding onto Cassel's arm with a hand. She has a tight grip, but it's nowhere near painful. It's just desperate for him to understand, to forgive her.]
I don't regret breaking up with Barron. I don't. Because after I found out what he did to you, I would be the one looking at him the way Sam looks at me and I couldn't do that to him or to myself. But that was... That was one of the hardest things I've ever had to do, Cassel.
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[She's hesitating because she knows he's only her first choice to talk to right now because of convenience. She's also hesitating because, truth be told, she doesn't want to say anything she can't take back. Daneca knows she probably shouldn't care what she says to Cassel or how he takes it. What he did to her, did to Barron, sets up him with no room to complain. But she can't be that petty. Worst of all, saying it out loud makes it real. And she's not sure she's okay with it being real.]
[There's a fresh wave of tears, but she starts to talk.]
Cassel, you don't know what it's like to be called a liar because you've spent your whole life lying to everyone. You don't know what it was like to have Sam treat me like that. He practically idolized you even after you left. He didn't hold anything against you.
But he tossed me aside like I was trash when he found out I'm a worker.
After we got back together, he wanted so much for it go back to the way it was. And it never will. Because when he looks at me, he doesn't look at me with love in his eyes. It's just distrust.
And Barron never looked at me like that. Not once. He knew and he didn't care. He trusted me. And I trusted him.
[She reaches out, holding onto Cassel's arm with a hand. She has a tight grip, but it's nowhere near painful. It's just desperate for him to understand, to forgive her.]
I don't regret breaking up with Barron. I don't. Because after I found out what he did to you, I would be the one looking at him the way Sam looks at me and I couldn't do that to him or to myself. But that was... That was one of the hardest things I've ever had to do, Cassel.
I loved him.
And he's gone.