Cassandra’s POV :
“It was him who told me to come.Otherwise i wouldn’t have come at all.”I mutter and my mind scoffs mockingly.
You would have come either way,because you like him.
What’s the use of liking him?
He clearly hates me.
How did i even come to like him?
I used to get angry and want to strangle him even at the mere sight of him.
But now..
I pout and glare at the jacket before taking it off.
It’s a basketball match,who is he to tell me not to come?
It’s not his match alone.My brother is in the team too.
Does he think he is the only one people come to watch?
Since he told me not to come,i am going to attend every single one from now on.
What can he do about it?
I stand outside the room and push open the door but pause when i see him with another person.
A person dres
