"It's raining," Cassius's voice was gentle as he placed his cape over your shoulders. "We shall make it to the carriage quickly."

He remembered this day; if you stayed here any longer, the duke's son would accuse you of stealing, no doubt ordered by Cassius's own mother's. You needed to leave before this incident could be used against you, harming your role in his life. He couldn't believe how foolish he had been in his first life. Of course, you would never betray him. But he had betrayed you.