CASSANDRA's POV.
As we inch close, I can already hear the loud blast of some song I cannot relate to right now, and a small smile evades my lips as the usual park I know now looks like club.
The pathway is now lined with a red rug, and my gaze shifts to Abella who is talking to Archer. They look like they have known each other for ages. The smiles, chuckles, and body touches. It is off…
Is it that possible to be this jovial, touchy around someone you just met? Or is Abella trying to spite me?
There is a kind of feeling inside of me that I cannot seem to explain. I am not sure if it is jealousy, anger, or confusion. I thought I did not like Archer as much as I liked Kendall. So, what am I feeling?
“Archer and Abella?” Chase asks and right before I can give him a reply, he spots me an
