Adrian`s POV
It feels as if I have to know her over again. The Casandra I know would never laugh or even smile at me failing especially when she sees that this particular attempt of mine is a failure. I try hard to let it go but I can`t. Angrily, I pick up the arrow and move to one of the rooms. She just stares at me, I boil even more. If she loved me, she should have been chasing me but she remains there. Was I wrong all along? Was I dreaming? Did her feelings for me vanish before the morning? I storm into the room. If I was to be measured, I am quite my temperature would heat up to the point of exploding the thermometer. I bang the door.
Everything suddenly seems so irritating. Punching the wall so hard with my hands , instantly staining the wall red. Surprised at the unusual stain,
