Cassandra.
The blonde woman shared Zane's blue eyes, and although she looked a bit tough, I had the deep feeling I could trust her. Or maybe I was just so desperate for friends in this place.
“This is between Cassandra and I, Zelle.” Felicity said. “You don't have to butt in. I'm the lady of this house, and you will accord me that respect.”
Zelle, Zane's older sister, only took a sip of her wine and place the glass of the table. She didn't even bother you grace Felicity with a response. Instead she turned to me, stretching out her hand.
“We haven't properly been introduced.” She said. “ I'm Zelle Dorsey. Zane's sister, and you are pretty popular in our circles, Cassandra.”
I took her hand tentatively, “You were at the dinner last night?”
She laughed, “Don't worry about that. I don't
