Cassandra POV
"It happened again," I said firmly as I marched into the room.
"This ends now!" I declared, slamming my phone down onto the floor with a burst of determination.
I refuse to feel powerless any longer. “Why do I let this happen?” I thought, frustration wells up as tears threatened to spill. But then, a resolve ignited within me. I quickly headed to the wardrobe to gather my things.
I stepped into my room with a clear purpose—nothing was going to hold me back. I swiftly scanned through the wardrobe and picked up a blue dress, folding it neatly. With my bag in hand, I opened the door and stepped out.
As I navigated the hallway, it was clear that no one observed my presence. I made my way toward the mansion’s foyer, instantly fueled by my determination to escape this place.
