Chapter 43: Chapter 43

**Cassie’s POV**

Angel offered her hands to help me organize everything on this new pad. To be perfectly honest, if we talk about strength, I can finish alone this arrangement of this apartment, but as of now since I am emotionally unstable and still dealing with mental health, I can't let go of her offer.

She is cleaning the kitchen while I am arranging the single bedroom. I am a bit embarrassed because this is our first meeting, and she has to deal with all of this. But I can see that she is also happy and nice about all of this.

For some refreshments, I began pouring a cup of lemonade into a glass. I hand it to her after she cleans the floor.

"I am sorry if you have to put off your day with this," I said to her.

She cocks her head. "I offered, so there is nothing to say sorry for." You know, my mother is also a single mom. I do not want to ask because your privacy matters, but I am not wrong, right? I hope I am not offending you," she said, biting her lips. I can see that she does not want to offend me, and she did not.

I smiled at her. "No, you are not offending me. But yes, I lost my husband a couple of weeks ago, and I am here for a new start in my life."

"That is understandable if the company is big, but yeah, your boss needs another hand for the devious workload."

She cackled. I realize that I have found a new friend now.

After half an hour of cleaning and organizing, as well as unboxing, we are finally over. We are also sweaty and haggard. My son fell asleep, and since I cleaned the bedroom first, he is sleeping safely and sound now.

"Can I join you for dinner?" "I like to taste your cooking!" she enthusiastically aforementioned.

I agreed with her, and she said that she would just take a shower, and so would I. It stinks a lot, and I cannot help but want to clean as soon as possible.

I manage to take a shower, but when loneliness makes me empty again, I cannot help but cry again. I am such a crying baby, maybe, but that does not change the fact that it makes me feel like hell day by day.

After being depressed under the shower, I dried my hair and changed into comfy clothes.

Angel is back, and it looks like she brought a cake for our dessert. She said that mango-graham cake is her best dessert recipe. My son and my husband have sweet teeth.

And again, as I remember Kaiden, I can't help but stop smiling.

"What is wrong, Cassie? Are you allergic to mango? Are you lactose intolerant?" She asked me why I was so worried.

I smiled, but it was not as genuine as I could give it to her.

"No, I am fine with anything. I suddenly remembered that my husband also loves sweets. I miss him so much, that... I am so sorry," I said to her and wiped my tears.

She embraces me, and I can see that she is worried about me.

"I know that I am not in the right place to say this, but I am rooting for the day that you will be alright. It is not an easy task. I can see that you love him so much, but there is no wound that time can't heal."

Her advice at least made me comfortable for a while. I love how open-minded she is. She is a good listener, and her words of wisdom are the best.

Marion joined us for the dinner, and it feels oddly good to be with someone who almost feels like a stranger, but she looks like a nice woman. And I hope that she will not betray me, like what happened to my husband.

I feel sorry too because I have developed a trust issue. Now I can't help but wonder if someone can be worthy of my trust.

Because it is already late, Angel bit her lip and promised to tour me around if she had an off day from work this weekday. She also said that she would help me with my son's enrollment.

The night came, and it feels very strange to be here. Honestly speaking, I am not yet ready for a new environment like this. But this is a better choice than living and existing in that place. Yes, maybe I left gooey memories there, but whenever I am thinking about Clayland, I cannot help but feel like being torn apart.

I still remember how he sacrificed himself for my sake. If I could just turn back the time,

I cried this night silently, and I cannot stop wishing to make this reality into a bad dream. I wish I could wake up from this nightmare and be better again.

Being mateless feels painful. I cannot stop thinking about how I can stop the emotional pain and the pain of losing the other half of my soul.

I curled into bed, and after the feeling of endless crying, I managed to fall asleep around three in the morning.

The morning came, and another day feels forever again. Angel gave me baked mac and cheese, and she said it was coming from her brother, and she could not eat it because she was in dire need of her office. Her work looks troublesome with this kind of boss, but she said that if not for her high salary and luxurious benefits, she would rather find another job.

And because we are new here in Claybourne. I decided to go outside with my son and explore the whole area. We will not go further; we just want to have a walk. It is not healthy for a werewolf to restrict our activities and movements.

After a long run, we manage to go outside and go to the nearest park. It looks like my son is confused. He had seen so many humans before, even people his age.

"Do you want to play?" I asked my son, but he refused, and instead, he asked when he would go study.

"Are you excited?" I asked him after he asked when he would be enrolled.

He just nodded and smiled.