CASSIA’S POINT OF VIEW.
“It’s okay, little flame,” Viktor whispered while rubbing up and down my back as I sobbed in his scrubs. “You’re going to give yourself a headache if you keep crying so much.”
“But it's all my fault.” I croaked, my voice hoarse from all the crying I did. “If only I had looked past my ego and just caught Sophia on time, none of this would have happened.” I stared at him, watching as his eyes ran all over my face. “But I was just so angry, even though I had no right to be. I’d pushed her to the wall, and she simply reacted, and even better than I’d expected.
So why did I not just let the guards hold Sophia the second I saw her walk into the flat pretending to be Summer….it was because I was jealous…I’m a bad person, aren’t I?”
“No….you’re not a bad person, baby.”
