CHAPTER 80
My mother's name is written at the bottom of the paper. There is something about the way it is written. It is almost like she wants me to know something that I don't already know.
“Are you okay?” Cassian asks, and my heart thumps continuously in my chest. So hard that I can hear it in the silence.
“Yes,” I mutter, but Cassian doesn't even look like he believes me. “There's nothing serious about it.”
He narrows his eyes at me, and I know that he doesn't believe me. “She’s obviously saying that there's someone else that's chasing you. Not the broker.”
“It doesn't matter,” I say, as my throat closes slowly. My own voice shakes, giving me away.
Cassian wraps his fingers around my arms, as he makes me look at him. The paper feels like it's burning my own fingers.
Fuck, I'm los
