CASSANDRA
It seems odd. I’m pretty sure that Grey was just there earlier but as I came nearer and nearer, his vision was slowly fading. I wonder what is happening to me these days. I keep seeing things in a way that I nearly thought was real. It seems like my mind enjoys tricking me.
I keep myself busy looking for him, though there is a huge possibility that he’s not really here. Why would he be though? I bet high-end people who have great connections are the only ones that are invited here to this luxurious place and event.
“It’s nice to see you again, Cassandra.” A man suddenly appeared and approached me.
If it wasn’t for his very familiar voice, I wouldn’t have wasted my time just looking at him and greeting him back, but then, that kind of voice is something I would never forget f
