Chapter 32: Where I Come From
Cassandra
The next morning began with a knot in my stomach. I couldn't shake the feeling of unease that had been with me since I talked to my parents. However, something in my father's tone when he called made me feel that this meeting was necessary, although I wasn't sure if I was ready for what he had to tell me.
I received the call right after breakfast. Warrick was sitting across from me but kept a respectful distance, giving me the space I needed. When I hung up the phone, he looked at me with curiosity.
"Who was it?" he asked, his voice soft but concerned.
"It was my father," I replied, trying to stay calm. "He wants to see me today to talk."
Warrick nodded, his gaze full of understanding. "Do you want me to come with you?"
"No, I think this
