Kassandra POV:
I stare at the maid in disbelief, her words still echoing in my head, not making any sense, surely this cannot be the truth.
Rage is racing in my veins and I feel my pulse accelerating. I pose the question again, somehow expecting a different answer. “What do you mean he is sharing this room with his wife?”
What wife?
My blood starts boiling and my vision blurs until I see red before my eyes. I can only imagine the smoke coming out from my nose and ears, but undeniably this is how I feel.
The woman troubledly glances at my hand that is gripping her elbow, I drop it like it burned.
What has gotten into you, Kassandra! Behave!
“I am sorry.” My lips curl into a fake smile, the best I can display in the given circumstances.
She clears her throat before continuing. “As I
