Cassandra, who entered through a secret passage. Eva, who came through the front door—and locked it just now.
Two women appeared in my room, making the air grow heavy with tension.
A strange electricity crackled in the silence as the two locked eyes, starting a quiet war with just their gazes.
"As expected... Casey, you lied to me," Eva said, voice filled with restrained disappointment. "You haven't given up on Arthur at all."
Cassandra crossed her arms over her half-unbuttoned pajama shirt, squishing her chest and forming a deep, noticeable valley.
"Well, to be precise, it was Arthur who didn't let me give up," she replied coolly, a faint smirk playing on her lips. "Once I realized our feelings were mutual, I decided I wouldn't hold back anymore."
"You think you understand him that deeply? I've been with him far longer than you," Eva snapped, raising a sharp brow.
