Cassandra pressed her hands on the sink, her head hanging low. Her lips quivered, her stomach twisting, making her sick to her stomach. She looked up, staring at herself in the mirror.
It had only been hours since she was released from prison, but only now could she see the difference in how she appeared before her arrest and now. However, her appearance was the least of her concerns now.
"Get it together, Cassandra," she whispered, almost glaring at herself for burdening Kiara and everyone else. "Get. It. Together."
Yet, even if she wanted to, just a moment of silence was enough to make her spiral.
Perhaps, it would be better if tonight hadn't transpired.
If she didn't have to meet Hugo, the Bennets, and Penny, things would've been easier to digest. However, she couldn't.
If anything, meeting them and having Penny surprisingly cover up for her made the knots in her stomach tighten.
