Cassian’s POV
I don’t know when the words slipped from my lips, but I didn’t regret saying them — not even a little.
It’s not because I want Drasa to be my girlfriend. I just hate cheating. I despise it with every part of me.
“Are you trying to choose her over me?” Elara’s voice echoed through the room, and I shifted my eyes to her.
“Not really choosing. Just stating the facts. She let you off the hook. The same should apply to her too,” I said calmly, without flinching.
Drasa’s eyes were glued to me, and I gave her a small, awkward smile before looking away.
“I’m not really bothered about her outfit anymore. She tinted her hair.”
“She just told you that’s her natural hair. Or am I the only one who heard that?” I scanned the room, and they all nodded like obedient sheep.
Such liars
