My eyes widened when I found a familiar dark-haired woman standing behind me with a pile of shattered porcelain dishes at her feet. "Cassy?"

I had forgotten that she was Mellisa's daughter and didn't consider that she might've also came after I first saw Mellisa.

She immediately snapped out of her daze at the sound of my voice and started to pick up the jagged pieces of porcelain off the ground in a panic. She stuttered, "I-I'm s-sorry. I-I d-didn't mean to b-break your d-dishes. ...