Chapter 18

Cassandra’s POV

Things had definitely not been easy for me. “Why did I do it?” I had to ask myself, and in no time, that question took its toll on me. I didn’t know why I did what I did.

These days, everything had just been so awkward, and I didn’t seem to understand some of it. I could vividly remember when things took the wrong turn.

I knew Samantha was angry with me; I could just say it wasn’t my fault. Shooting the arrow at her wasn’t my intention. How it ended up in her body was still a question I found very difficult to understand. At that moment, I didn’t know what to do.

“What do I do now?” I practically had no answers to that question.

I was well aware that our friendship was deeply intertwined, but this issue seemed ready to tear us apart. Fear began to seep into my heart like poison. I despised fear in all its forms.

“If I tell her, what will she say?” It was a question I couldn’t answer. My head was in turmoil.