Cassandra’s Pov:
“I am not really sure about this.” I say, looking at the outside of the bustling market.
We don’t usually visit places like this, but Layla insisted that we had to go to the local market and try local delicacies to get the real experience.
“Well, I am. Let's go.” Layla say’s parking the car at the side of the roam and getting out. She is wearing a sunflower spaghetti strip dress, and her hair is left open.
Jasper and I share a glance before following her and getting out of the car.
Different from Layla, Jasper and my face mirror each other as we are all in a sour mood.
Me because of course I sprained my ankle. It was so swollen and red that dad and mom panicked and had private doctors called in to make sure I was okay. The swelling has reduced now, and the pain is du
