The next day, Cassandra and Joaquin reached the packhouse in the late afternoon.
Joaquin didn't return to the room after leaving, leaving Cassandra alone with her thoughts and guilt.
Something was different.
She could see it in the way people were looking at her, smell it in the way their emotions towards her had changed, and hear it in the barely audible whispers in the back.
Joaquin disappeared as soon as they arrived, and she walked to the pack house to go straight to her room after walking around the training ground to check the new equipment stocks.
However, before she could make a move towards the stairs, Dianna stopped her.
“Hey, how was your trip?” Dianna walked to her, one hand on her back and one on her abdomen, protectively, as she walked with a little difficulty.
