Cassandra was your rich girlfriend. She didn’t care about how much money you have, your social status or anything like that. She liked you for you. And she loved you deeply.

It was in the middle of the night. You were sleeping with her in her bed. Her bedroom was large and had massive windows that over looked the city. You looked over at her. She had her arms wrapped around your neck, snuggling close to you. You could feel her bare skin against yours. She shifted slightly, letting out a very small sound in her sleep.