CASSIE'S POV.
The ride back felt unusually quiet, with only the soft hum of the car engine and the occasional shuffle of papers from my bag, resting beside me filling the space. Sandy sat at my other side, her eyes occasionally darting toward me. "So, how sure are you that they're broken up now?" she asked suddenly, breaking the silence, and then gave me another look as if she could read the thoughts I was trying to hide behind my concentrated gaze.
I paused, my fingers hovering over the keyboard as I tried to focus on my notes and assignment.
"Well, it's just what I witnessed myself. I really don't know anything," I said, keeping my voice steady even as a flicker of unease passed through me. My laptop was offering a comforting distraction, though I found myself struggling a bit to c
