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Chapter Seventy - Casey's POV

She waited patiently on her couch pretending to be on a phone call when she heard her fiance's car pull up. The door was opening and he walked in the living room to see her on her phone.

"I'll call you back." She smirked, pretending to drop the phone. "Frankie, please tell me you're done with this open relationship thing."

"Yes," He began. "I'm done with this open relationship thing. I will now only be in a relationship with one person." He explained further.

Casey got up from the chair to embrace him in a hug. "I knew you could change," She whispers against his neck kissing it.

"No," He said, pushing her away. "You don't understand. The only girl I'm going to be with is Amelia." He added taking off the wedding ring he bought them. He handed it to her harshly and rushed upstairs.

Deciding on whether she was going to cry and beg him or yell at him she went with go ballistics.

She followed him upstairs. "You can't do this to me! We've been together for 4 great years and you want to be with someone you just met a few weeks ago?" She questioned, with rage.

"Would you rather I string you along or tell the truth?"

"I want you to stay with me," Casey pleaded holding his hand. "please don't leave me again Francesco. You told me you wouldn't do it again," She whimpered.

"Cas," He groaned. "Don't do this to me. You're hurting me."

"I'll do anything. I'll make you more meals. We can have kids just like you wanted. We can have sex as much as you want,"

"It's not that," He cut her off. He turned around to face her and slowly slipped the ring off her finger. "We can't do this because I seriously don't have feelings for you anymore."

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I gaze at his front door. I sigh and look at myself in the window. My hair was back to its natural strawberry blonde. My freckles had gone away and I looked decent.

My house was also cleaned and my phone was cleaned of Francesco.

I sigh, picking up my phone to call Francesco's friend. He picks up the phone immediately.

"Casey, hey. What's up? How've you been?" He questions leaving me to smile. "I hope you're still not too upset about Francesco."

"Thank you," I whisper to the other end of the phone.

"For what?"

"Devan's you've always been there for me. You're siding with me despite him being your best friend. You've always seemed to be on my side instead of his and I love you for that." I smile as a tear rolls down my cheek.

He opens the front and stares at me. I cut the call and placed my phone in his hoodie's pocket which I was wearing. He gave me this when I turned 18.

I open my arms to hug him but he pulls me in to kiss him. Before our lips could meet I told him I wasn't ready for this.

"I understand, Casey." He says kissing my forehead. "And if it makes you feel better, you can convince Arabella to fire him."

I shake my head. "She doesn't know about it yet." I speak and realize that his lips were still so close to mine.

Clearing my throat I take a step back from him. "May I come inside, Dev? I want to spend the rest of the week with you."

"Of course," He grins.

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Devan was Francesco's best friend but he doesn't approve of Francesco's actions so they aren't friends anymore. You guys remember Devan, right? I honestly forgot him for a split second.

Casey does get a happy ending guys, don't worry. It's with Devan who I personally prefer.

It was a pretty short chapter so I'll give you guys a double update.

QUESTION OF THE DAY: FRACEY OR CASAN?