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ease my nerves and after a very expensive dinner he was going to pay for, I confronted him.
    “Did you sleep with Linda?”
    He didn’t expect that. His blue eyes turned serious, deep, and then angry. There was a long silence. He was shaking.
    “I only had a one-night stand with her, two months ago. You had your exams and no time for me, and I’m a man... Now she’s pregnant. This is the real headache...”
    Responsibility towards others had never been his forte. I could hardly breathe but I tried my best to articulate my words as if I wasn’t hurt.
    “You’re such an idiot. Were you ever going to tell me or did you expect me to find out by other means?”
    He seemed surprised at my strength, and so was I. Courage is in my stellar nature after all, and it had come to my rescue. I stood up, shot him a cold glance and said: “Don’t even try to follow me.” 
    With dignity and poise I walked away from him and the pain he’d inflicted. I even gyrated my hips in what I thought was a sexy stride. Luck was on my side and I found a taxi waiting at the rank by St Giles’ Cathedral. I managed some chit-chat with the driver on the way to Piper’s Crescent. The journey only took five minutes at night. When I arrived, I climbed the stairs up to my apartment focusing on my breath not to panic. Once I hit the silence of my room, I broke down in sobs. Gwen and Sam woke up. My body was shaking in misery, uncontrollably. My mind could hardly grasp what had happened. My ego had just brought me down to my knees. I couldn’t fight it any longer: my human side had surrendered to desperation.
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    The room was dark when we arrived and gathered around Cassandra. She was lying on her bed, fully dressed, with her coat and scarf still on. A few seconds later her flatmates entered the room and switched the lights on. They sat on her bed and started asking questions. Gwen caressed her back, trying to calm her down. We tried to help our inconsolable friend by sending her positive energy and Light. The cloak of sadness around her heart made it more difficult than usual for us to connect with her.
    Full communication had become erratic during the previous months, as from around the time she had started dating Gordon. We knew him and his very low, ego-driven frequency. Cassandra was enmeshed in his depleting vibration through the regular act of sex with him. Their relationship had clouded her mind to some considerable extent, but we still managed to communicate with her. We always got through during her meditations. Now she really needed our help or she would lose her way. We couldn’t let her lose the grip of her Star-heart. Our connection, however, was intermittent at best.
    Gwen and Sam talked to Cassandra for an hour, hugging and reassuring her. The young man in boxer shorts prepared a hot-toddy: to help her sleep. When the pain finally appeared to have eased, they left her room. Cassandra undressed and went to bed. We raised our frequency again, until we eventually got through to her. She started to calm down. Her wailing receded. Her breath began to slow down until it became lighter and she fell asleep. Her powers were safe. Human-chrysalises always become very vulnerable, and life around them seems to fall to pieces, when their time for transformation is approaching. Despite her stellar ancestry, Cassandra was no exception. High time was drawing near. The most difficult part for us was to step back and let her do this on her own. The rules of the Plan are binding even for a soul of her calibre.
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    My heart had precipitated to that gutter of an emotion. I could have sworn I would be sailing my way through to the destination. Paradise found without flexing a muscle, full stop. Oh no, far from it. I didn’t want to admit that Gordon had been a mistake. For all my so-called powers, I couldn’t let go of the hurt this rejection was generating. Disparate thoughts ran through my head. I’d been tricked by Gordon’s ego. I