CASSANDRA
“You look really nice today, Cassy,” Becky remarked as I stepped foot in the lab, and her dark eyes trailed over me. “You’re practically glowing. Did something good happen to you or something?”
Heat spread to my cheeks and I tucked my hair behind my ear. I’d taken a little extra time to apply some makeup and my wavy hair was cooperating for once, but there was more to it than that.
Thoughts and images of last night danced in my mind, and I started to smile, but I shoved the memories aside and made up an excuse.
“I think I’m just happy that the imposter was finally caught,” I said. There was some truth to my statement, but it certainly wasn’t the only reason.
“Me too,” Becky agreed, and she set down the stack of papers in her hand. “It’s brilliant news. Hopefully, the man wil
