CASSANDRA
It’s been three days.
Three long, quiet, and miserable days since I had seen Marco or Nathan.
I didn’t know which of the two I was avoiding more. I wasn’t ready for Marco’s taunts and Nathan’s attitude, and so I have been stuck in this room, doing nothing!
And as if fate looked at my situation and said, “Let's spice it up,” my period had dropped in a week earlier, pinning me to this bed like a hostage.
I rolled onto my back, wincing as a cramp twisted down my lower belly. As the days passed, it felt like I was sinking… my chest felt tight as if I was hurdling things inside.
And now, lying in this bed, I couldn’t help but recall how my life used to be back then in New York.
Gosh, I lived like royalty… I had it all: mansions, cars, even designer clothes I didn’t repeat more
