CASSIA'S POV:
“What are you doing, Lucius?” I asked, rolling on my side to face him fully.
He had no reason to just barge in here and scream at home. What in the world has gotten into him?
I resist the urge to lash at him as he stood at the door, fuming and glaring daggers at me.
“Come on, what’s got you all worked up this time?”
That seemed to do the trick.
He took a few steps further and stopped just at the foot of the bed.
“Your stupid question is f*****g rich! Coming from you, making me seem like a nutter, right?" He asked, his voice rising.
Yes, you are. I wanted to scream back at him but I held my tongue and rolled away from him. I didn't have the energy for a fight.
For a long peaceful moment, he didn’t utter a word. I stifled the urge to turn around and see what he
