Cassandra stopped abruptly, cutting herself off.
Aman asked, curiosity piqued.
Cassandra floundered for a moment, searching for a plausible excuse. She certainly couldn't say 'she's not you'.
<...Yeah,> Aman nodded, a shadow of guilt passing behind his eyes.
Cassandra added, her tone softening with genuine reassurance.
he agreed, a small, grateful smile returning to his lips.
Cassandra nodded, sneaking another glance at Aman. The glimpse of his true self had faded, but the memory of it lingered, a warm, unsettling echo in her chest.