Cassandra’s POV
Our eyes met from across the hall. Her face went pale, her confident smirk crumbling into a mask of fear. Without a word, she spun on her heel and bolted, her blonde hair whipping behind her as she disappeared around the corner.
I froze, watching her flee. My heart thumped loudly in my chest, the memory of what happened yesterday flashed in my mind.
The rest of the day was… uneventful, surprisingly. No one dared to bother me. Teachers droned on about assignments and exams, and lunch passed by in a blur.
By the time the final bell rang, I was already making my way back home to prepare lunch.
By the time I got home, I barely had time to drop my bag before heading into the kitchen. I was really stunned by mom’s request for me to make something homemade.
I may have mad
