Cassia's POV

"No, she's asleep." I replied, peering over the crib.

I walked over to the couch, sprawling over it and wrapping myself in a blanket.

"That's good to hear. I miss you guys." The other person on the line said.

I sighed. This phone call is killing me on the inside.
"I miss you too, Daniel."

"Look, Cass. I should apologize.." Daniel said.

"No. I should be the one apologizing. I just needed to be with Sadie." I replied.

"By yourself." Daniel said, finishing the thought I held in my mind, but didn't have the audacity to speak.

I stayed silent. I really really caused him so much suffering.
My eyes watered and the lump in my throat. Formed again.

"Why?" His voice cracked. "Did you even love me?"

I stifled fled a sob with my right hand, squeezing my eyes shut. The phone fell out of my hands and onto my lap.

"Because I love you."

The last words I heard before the phone fell.
I picked up the phone. Just a monotonous tone mocking me back.

I cried until I could no more. All the guilt of giving up Sadie, leaving my friends behind, and leaving my boyfriend over came me.

I sniffled. I was back for a reason. To make a change.
I was going to be back in Sadie's life. For good.

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Third Person POV

It was a windy day in New York City, a mix if smog and hot dogs sold on the street corners.

People walked in groups, strangers huddled together to escape the biting cold.

A man shivered inside a Tiffany & Co. Store, as a customer came in opening the door. A cold blast ricocheted throughout the sale floor.

"What can I help you with, sir?" The man asked.

The customer, tall and well-built pulled out a box from his pocket.

The salesman peered closely at the box.

"It's an engagement ring. I'd like to return it." The customer said. Any emotion shown in his face it Boyce was filtered.

The man opened the box.
"Oh my. Princess cut, silver. It's beautiful."

The customer shifted his weight from one foot to the other.
"I'd like to return it." He repeated.

"Oh! Right." The salesman muttered. He inspected the ring.
"I'm afraid we can't do much for you sir. The ring has the name 'Cassia' engraved in it. We can offer it for store credit."

The man shook his head.
"I don't care. I have no need for it." He muttered.
He swiftly turned, and left the store, leaving a cool breeze behind him.

The salesman turned to one of his associates.
He raised an eyebrow at her smitten expression.

"Sorry. He's just from my favorite movie." The woman said, smiling.

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Sophia's POV

I stared into the white swirls of creamer drifting in my coffee.

I woke up earlier than everyone else did, possibly because everyone arrived at the hotel much later than I did.

"Penny for your thoughts?" Someone said.

I glanced to see Ashton leaning against the counter, his hands wrapped around a mug of coffee as well.

"Oh. Good morning." I said.

Ashton walked over and pulled a chair out, siting beside me.
"What's wrong?" He asked.

I frowned as I pulled out my phone, accessing Twitter and showing him the trends.

"#nomorephiajones #wehatephia #diesophiajones ." He read

I retreated, swiping onto a screenshot of a gossip website.

It was an article on what happened last night, including pictures of both Niall and I leaving, as well as Harry leaving the club. Ashton furrowed his brow as he read.

"This can't be true. Harry'd never do that." He protested.

"He did. For once the tabloids are correct." I sighed.

"I'm sorry." Ashton said, pulling me into a hug

"What can I do?" I said.

"You? Nothing. But I can. Let's go do something before the flight. I heard there's this really good breakfast place. I missed hangin' out with you." Ashton said, pulling me out of the kitchen.

TBC

Notes

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