Thank goodness Ashley wasn't one of those. Ashley said I looked a lot like her husband Dario Franchitti. I am a little taller than him at 5'11" but a ...similar facial structure and close cut black hair.Ashley most of the time is extremely nice and easy to work for, she doesn't demand that you do every little thing for her, she is the kind of person that I try to do more for just because she doesn't demand it. I make sure she has the right kind of bottled water in her room along with a few of her. I went to our parents room to tell them that one of Anu’s friend is getting married tomorrow and I and Anu both will go to her marriage party and return on the next morning. Anu was a party animal so it was common for her to be out for whole night but my going with her surprised my mother. Any way they did not ask any question on it. In the night I again tried to call Dev to tell him that we were coming to him next evening but he did not attend to my call. The bastard was playing the mind game. .There wasn't and now I, and others, face a lifetime of paying the price for their stupidity.The event itself might have been a moderate success. They designed the decoration of the hall reasonably well. The lights were dimmed by removing half the light bulbs and replacing those that were left with low wattage red ones. Once past the foyer and toilets three sets of heavy black curtains had to be wriggled through to get to the dance area.We couldn't afford a disco so they had made up some CDs. Mary stared at me, the same pale blue eyes as her daughter looking at me. "She loves you. Did you know that?" she asked suddenly."I've been a part of her life, Mary. So I'm not surprised. I love her too," I responded carefully.Mary smiled wistfully. "Yes. You've been a Godsend to us both." Her smile changed, becoming amused. "But that's not the love I'm talking about. I wasn't clear. Cassandra is IN love with you. Romantically," she clarified.There was silence for a moment. "I ... What am I.