CHAPTER FORTY-SIX
Cassandra's eyes shed tears as her memories from the past played on her mind.
'I shouldn't cry now,’ Cassandra thought.
But Cassandra's mind wouldn't stop thinking about why Troy kept on blaming her for something that happened in the past.
‘'Did I miss something important?” She mumbled.
'Troy once mentioned that I was responsible for killing his family, did I do that?’ Cassandra thought hard.
Cassandra then dialed Lucas' phone number but to no avail.
Cassandra went to the fridge inside her room. She took a glass of animal's blood and took a sip. Her face turned sour but she endured the weird taste of the blood.
Cassandra then sat on the sofa as she tried her best to calm her mind.
What Troy had drunkenly said last night kept repeating in her mind.
“No! H
