Kassandra's POV
A sudden movement wakes me up next to me on the bed. After Clayden dropped a bomb on Monica last night, I left them two there without saying a word.
I was very annoyed by the fact that Monica still acts tough and b***h even though she is already close to being useless with her bandaged right arm.
She got so much of herself, and it's getting on my nerves!
An arm pulling me close made me get back to my reverie. I yelp in surprise and immediately check the person who owns the arm, only to see a sleeping Clayden behind me.
I don't know what had gotten into me, but instead of shoving him away, I did my best to move without waking him up instead.
My body is facing him this time. The whole room is dark, but the moonlight from the outside of the balcony slips in
