Cassie's POV
I laid in bed with a major headache, just staring at the moon. I couldn't believe what he did. He had no care in the world of what could have happened to me. I was more upset at the fact that my camera shattered in the process. Brandon said he didn't find the chip lost my pictures I wanted to take with me if I was able to go to Paris, but they were gone. I cried silently I hate him... I hate him for insulting me and for ruining my chances of going to Paris what's the point in going when I have nothing to show. I knew I should have saved it on my laptop. My eyelids became heavier I let sleep take over me as the medication kicked in.
The next morning I woke up to noise in my room. I opening one eye under the covers and saw my mom cleaning my room and brought a tray of breakfas
