Cassie

I looked at Gyle with very little enthusiasm and a lot of anger. I knew he had nothing to do with all this, but I didn't care. I didn't care about anything right now. It was as if everything I once believed was important, like staying calm, like not making a scene to avoid looking bad, had vanished because of all the pain in my soul. I didn't want to be mean to my assistant because I knew he had nothing to do with it, that he wasn't responsible for my parents being dead or for the rude people who attended my parents' farewell, laughing as if it were...