He let out a relieved breath. “Okay, we’re in agreement. Good. Now, I want to get you out of here. Where’s Cassidy?”

“Over there,” she said, pointing to her standing beside her security guard.

A few minutes later, she and Cassidy were in her trailer, where Sasha washed off her makeup and pulled her hair into a ponytail. She explained the wisdom of ordering in dinner instead of going out and Cassidy agreed.

Then they met up with Xander and their respective security details and headed to Xander’s apartment for dinner.

An hour or so later, Xander took Bella for a long walk, while Sasha and Cassidy ordered in a cheap dinner of Chipotle burrito bowls.

“This is so good,” Sasha said, taking another spoonful, and Cassidy agreed.

“I needed a chill night like this.” She patted her mouth with a napkin and leaned back against her seat with a sigh.

At a glance, to a stranger, Cassidy appeared fine. To Sasha, who knew her well, she took in the light circles under her eyes, and she narrowed her gaze.

“Are you really okay?” Sasha pushed aside the food she hadn’t yet finished and focused on her friend.

“I admit I’m still shaken up from the attack.” She met Sasha’s gaze. “I didn’t want you to add worrying about me to everything already on your plate.”

“That’s ridiculous! You’re my best friend. Practically my sister. You matter, Cass. What can I do to help? Do you want to go home to Adam? I already told you that you can work from home. I don’t mind at all.” Anything to make Cassidy feel better and safe.

She shook her head. “The asshole broke up with me on Friday. By text.”

“After all the years you were together, that’s how he ends things?” Sasha was horrified and angry for her friend. “I’m going to kill him.”

Cassidy gave her a half smile. “I appreciate that. I was going to tell you when I saw you on Saturday but… things happened.”

“How upset are you? On a scale from one to ten?”

“Three? And that’s the part I don’t understand.” She leaned forward, one hand under her chin. “I think with all the travel, we drifted apart and neither one of us did anything to stop it. Maybe we didn’t care enough?”

“Oh, I think you cared plenty. It’s just that, yes, sometimes people drift. Or they come into each other’s lives for a purpose, and when that need is served, you move on.” Sasha lifted her shoulders. “I’m just glad you aren’t heartbroken.”

“I’m not,” Cassidy murmured. “I’m glad we never moved in together. Another sign things weren’t meant to be.”