CASSANDRA
"Impossible! How can this photo be sent from my cellphone number? Yesterday at lunchtime?" I muttered to myself.
"What's wrong, Cass? Do you have a problem with Sherlyn? Until you have to make that fake photo?"
"Oh no." I returned the cell phone to Becca. "Thanks for your help."
In the message that entered Becca's cellphone, there was a photo of Sherlyn kissing an Alpha who was no longer young. The picture entered Becca's cellphone yesterday afternoon. Under the photo is a written message, 'She is truly a con artist.'
The person who sent the message to Becca was me. Because it was sent from my cellphone number. But, I did not find that message in the sent box of my cellphone. And I never sent it to Becca.
I understand now.
"You don't want to go back to class, Cass?"
I bar
