The Next Day.
The Spice Market.
Cassandra was away on vacation in Brindleton Bay visiting her parents. Against her better judgement, she brought Wolfgang along to meet them for the first time. Needless to say, she was more than ready to get back home. As soon as she arrived, she abducted her best friend to accompany her on her morning jog.
Camilla, exhausted: You leave for two whole months and your idea of catching up is forcing me to exercise? In the heat? I may need to rethink this friendship.
Cassandra: [laughs] After I rushed back to the city to get back to you? Oh no, you’re stuck with me now.
Camilla: [holds hand up] Too late. I’m done.
Cassandra: Alright, fine. We can walk the rest of the way.
Camilla: I may just give you another chance then.
They both laugh.
Camilla: So how did it go with Wolfgang and your parents?
Cassandra: [scoffs] That’s a long story we’ll need a few drinks for. Let’s talk about you instead. Is Salim still showering you in gifts? I bet your apartment is overflowing with all those cards and flowers by now. [laughs]
Camilla: It is! I had to start putting them in closets and stuff.
Cassandra: [laughs] That’s ridiculous.
Camilla: [laughs] It is ridiculous. [smiles] He’s sweet tho.
She paused for a second, pondering over that nagging feeling she had. He was sweet to her, all the time and he said he loved her, which she knew was true but there was still something she couldn’t quite put her finger on.
Camilla: Sometimes tho …
Camilla: [sighs] I feel like he’s always apologizing for something, I can’t really explain it, it’s just like … like he’s always telling me how much he loves me and stuff but it’s the way he says it.
Cassandra: Like something’s wrong?
Camilla: Yeah, like impending doom or something. I don’t know.
Cassandra: Well, do you feel like something’s wrong?
Camilla: No … not really, I mean, everything’s good. We’re good. It’s just that … every other boyfriend I’ve ever had was either a liar, a cheater, an asshole or a liar, cheater and an asshole.
Cassandra: Well he’s definitely not an asshole. You think he’s cheating?
Camilla: No, I seriously doubt that.
Camilla: [shrugs] I don’t think so … I mean, I hope not.
Cassandra: Maybe it’s nothing? You said all of your past relationships sucked so maybe paranoia is like your guard, your way of protecting yourself or something.
Camilla: Yeah … I think you’re right.