How possible that she would meet Quinn in this dream?
But seeing her reflection on the café's window she does not look the beautiful Cassandra, Quinn met years ago, but she is in the body of twelve years old. It was crazy to introduce herself to him. She looks away as Quinn crosses the street and halted in front of the window where she seated.
No… Quinn should not see her when she looks like this. She completely looked horrible with her shaven head, that is why she is wearing a hat from now on. And Quinn was there now, so close to her. But could he even recognize once he saw her?
"Cassie? Are you crying?" Martin asked while taking a seat at the chair across her. He went to the washroom earlier after they gave their orders.
She can't find any excuses. "Um…"
Martin reaches her hand and squeezes it. "I know you miss them," he said.
