  Cassandra Lancio
  &quot;I trust you to publish my book. Please take care of it. I need to go now.&quot; I said to the publisher&#39;s manager
  &quot;But Ms. Melcome, we need-&quot;
  &quot;I have an emergency situation right now, I need to leave New York now.&quot; I said as I walked into the plane. I ended the call and quickly turned off my phone. I sat on the plane immediately.
  &quot;So what&#39;s with the rush?&quot; I jumped and I turned to see Marco sat on the seat beside me
  &quot;What are you doing here again? I told you that I&#39;m not Cassandra!&quot; I hissed at him coldly
  &quot;I didn&#39;t brag that now.. Geez.&quot; He said and I glared at him.
  &quot;So why are you here?&quot;
  &quot;I have work in Singapore.&quot; He stated like it was nothing. I rolled my eyes.
  &quot;So you&#39;re a writer?&quot; He asked
  &quot;Stop talking to me&quot; I said
  &quot;Okay.

  Cassandra Lancio
  I walked into my hotel room and threw myself to the bed. I can&#39;t hide in Singapore anymore since Marco followed me here. I heard a knock on my door and I opened the door
  &quot;What are you doing again?&quot;
  &quot;You dropped this,&quot; He said as he&#39;s holding my makeup bag. I put it on the ground on the plane. I really ran away from him after we landed in Singapore but he&#39;s here again.
  &quot;So you followed me?&quot;
  &quot;So should I throw it to the trash?&quot; He asked and I took it away from him. I slammed the door to his face. I sighed as I walked back inside my room and threw my makeup bag to the bin. I know he will set a tracker or recorder there.
  My phone beeped and someone messaged me.
  Unknown :
  You&#39;re still alive? Glad to see you again C.
  My eyes widened seeing the text and I immediately took out my makeup bag and threw it 

  Cassandra Lancio
  &quot;Thankyou.&quot; I smiled at the staff and walked out from the coffee shop.
  If you people thought that I&#39;m dead, no I&#39;m not. I did this of course to avoid Marco. I hurted him enough and I just don&#39;t want him to get involved.
  After that big explosion in Brazil, I went away from America and lived in France. I have a cousin there and I asked him to hide my identity and the fact that I&#39;m still alive.
  In France, I started to build up my life. Started from the bottom again and started to chase my dreams to become a writer. I started to write and publish my book with my new name Patricia Melcome.
  I was happy but not happy too. I can&#39;t explain how I feel. Not being able to see Marco was hell. I cried a lot at first, I was crazy that he had a big impact on me.
  I kept updated on the 7 Gold Lifes from the news, I always found myself smiling ev

Cassandra Lancio
  &quot;I trust you to publish my book. Please take care of it. I need to go now.&quot; I said to the publisher&#39;s manager
  &quot;But Ms. Melcome, we need-&quot;
  &quot;I have an emergency situation right now, I need to leave New York now.&quot; I said as I walked into the plane. I ended the call and quickly turned off my phone. I sat on the plane immediately.
  &quot;So what&#39;s with the rush?&quot; I jumped and I turned to see Marco sat on the seat beside me
  &quot;What are you doing here again? I told you that I&#39;m not Cassandra!&quot; I hissed at him coldly
  &quot;I didn&#39;t brag that now.. Geez.&quot; He said and I glared at him.
  &quot;So why are you here?&quot;
  &quot;I have work in Singapore.&quot; He stated like it was nothing. I rolled my eyes.
  &quot;So you&#39;re a writer?&quot; He asked
  &quot;Stop talking to me&quot; I said
  &quot;Okay.&quot; He said. I hate the fact that he sat beside me in economy class. He took a lot of at

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