Chapter 27
Cassian's POV
It was the next day, at the Evening Primrose Ward of the healing center.
The air in the visitation lounge was a cool mix of evening primrose steam and silver disinfectant mist.
Wynn stood opposite me, head bowed. Fred sat on the sofa beside me.
I pointed to the visitation room door. My voice was low, "Did Luna Trista tell you to go cause trouble for her?"
Wynn stood against the wall. She lifted her head, sounding completely nonchalant, "She is not that petty."
I held the comm-stone crystal up. The smooth surface played a video.
In the footage, Wynn pushed the door open. The bolt hit the wall with a sharp sound.
She walked to the entryway. She opened the shoe cabinet, pulled out a pair of men's indoor slippers, looked at them, and clattered them against the
