Chapter 71

Cassandra's plan had been simple. She wanted to bury Snowball in the garden of her house. She'd even imagined placing a small tombstone there. That way, Snowball would never lose her way home. But now… That villa and that garden no longer belonged to her. She wouldn't be going back. Soon, another woman would take over that house. She couldn't bring herself to bury Snowball in a place that would no longer be safe or hers to return to. So, Ryan took her to the vet first. Snowball was waiting. And maybe, she knew. Maybe she sensed that Cassandra had found the one responsible, and justice had been served. Because that little body that refused to rest earlier now lay calm in her arms, and Snowball had her eyes closed. Her expression was peaceful. Cassandra held Snowball in her arms as Ryan drove them to a pet cremation center. She chose a round, snow-white urn. From a distance, it did look like a little snowball. Then, Ryan drove her to the riverside. "This river feeds into