Meanwhile, Cassandra, who had witnessed the tender confession from afar, felt her heart shatter into a million shards. She understood that her own feelings for Amelia could only reside in the confines of her own heart. With a heavy heart and tear-stained cheeks, Cassandra retreated into the depths of her solitude, burying her unspoken love for Amelia in the recesses of her soul. Days turned into weeks, and Amelia and Benjamin’s love flourished, painting the school with the vibrancy of newfound affection. Their laughter echoed through the halls, resonating in the hearts of those around them. Yet, amidst their joy, the melancholic silhouette of Cassandra lingered, a silent reminder of the love that remained unexpressed. In the hush of a sombre evening, when the school grounds lay quiet under the veil of twilight, Cassandra, consumed by the weight of her unrequited feelings, found herself standing at the edge of the cliff overlooking the crashing waves. The tempestuous sea mirrored the storm within her heart. With tear-blurred eyes and a soul weighed down by unspoken confessions, she took a step into the abyss. The corridors of Glenwood High, once filled with laughter and camaraderie, now held an echo of sorrow and regret. Amelia and Benjamin sought solace in each other's arms, their love intertwining the threads of their lives. Yet, the loss of Cassandra lingered as a haunting testament to the complexity of love and the silent tragedies it carried. The vibrant halls whispered tales of an intricate love triangle, etched in the bittersweet melody of affection and loss, leaving behind an indelible mark on the hearts of those who wandered within its walls.