Chapter 8 Chapter 8: The Dinner Invitation

Cassandra’s POV

My hands shook as I stared at the letter and for a long moment, I did not move.

Dinner with my father.

My mind raced through every possible outcome, and none of them were good.

I folded the letter slowly and held it in my hands, trying to think.

I forced myself to take a slow br...

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