Cassandra’s POV
Lost in my thoughts, I stood in the shower, letting the cold water blast against my skin. This wasn't the life I envisioned—I felt suffocated, trapped in a contract with a psychopath. Just the thought of Professor Marcus’s twisted actions sent a shiver down my spine.
“Who should I blame for my foolishness?” I said aloud, realizing just how long I had been lost in my reflections. Suddenly, a cold draft wiped through the bathroom, sending a jolt through my body.
Oh Goodness!
I quickly reached for my towel, only to find it was missing. Determined not to catch a cold, I rushed out of the bathroom to dry off. To my shock, I found Professor Marcus sitting in the corner of the room, his gaze locked onto me with a predatory intensity.
Darting my gaze from him to the tower lyin
