Lyla
My heart nearly stopped when I saw who entered.
Cassidy Thorne walked into the hall looking as beautiful and perfect as a Luna. I looked down at my already dusty shoes and my clammy hands, not to mention, that I had managed to wipe half of the makeup on my face out of anxiety.
I couldn't blame her. She had the entire region fighting for her.
First, I felt relief and dread wash over me – the last time I'd seen Cassidy had been during the Harvest Moon Festival, in that room with Xander. He had made her fall or something and honestly when I heard she had been admitted, I was partly happy that she was alive and also, as everywhere has been quiet after that, I thought like me, she had moved on.
For the first time, I regretted not opening up to Ramsey. I could have told him everything and saved myself from this peril. Cassidy could distort the truth to suit her palate and she knows I won't be able to mention Xander because it'll sound like a lie and now it might be too late.
