No love for the old moon

For ten years, I was Cassandra’s secret partner, her hidden companion through thick and thin.

From the time she had nothing to commanding a multi-billion dollar empire.

In the end, she died in my arms, a victim of late-stage stomach cancer.

At the funeral, everyone praised me as a loyal and honorable man, silently by her side even after her rise to fame.

But only I knew that, in her final moments, gripping my hand, her lips whispered the name of Liam, the true love of her life.