Cassy pov.
I continued to punch the punching bag. Today was a Saturday but I was not in the mood to go out and enjoy anything. I was not ready to meet that i***t who had made me angry. So I decided to spend my morning in the training arena of the palace.
I didn’t know how time passed by, ever since I had arrived, I had poured out my fury on the punching bag. Had it not been for my enhanced sense of smell, I wouldn’t have realised that the person I didn’t want to see had arrived in the arena.
“Oh hi, senorita. I see you are working extra. That’s great!” he exclaimed, making me stop.
I turned around only to throw daggers in his direction. Rolling my eyes, I walked over to where I had kept my water bottle and started to sip on it. I am not going to talk to him yet. I was still fuming.
