CASSANDRA'S POV
That conversation left me unsettled. What did Alaric owe Priscilla? My gut told me things weren't simple at all.
I slowly stalked towards the bed with my hand on my stomach. I needed to leave him, and this chaos. We needed to talk things over but at this rate, I don't think I could casually leave here until things with the press settled down
Then a scary thought snuck into my mind. Alaric was powerful enough to control the media, but why hasn't he settled things down? Was he using this as a means to hold me here? I suddenly felt like a captive.
I settled on an armchair and then slid into Rebecca's dm. She should be asleep now after a long night at the hospital, but fortunately, her status read online.
Maybe this was a sign. My fingers immediately started to type. My
