Cassandra’s POV
The antiseptic stung, and I winced as the nurse dabbed it on the cuts along my arms. The bruises were deep, ugly. They’d take days to heal. My reflection in the hospital’s small mirror was almost as painful to look at…scratches on my cheek, a split lip. All thanks to her.
Rina. Of all people.
My hand curled into a fist at my side. The pathetic mute. I had no idea how she managed to shove me that hard, but whatever freak accident happened, I would make her pay for it.
The door burst open suddenly, and in walked Mia, Bella, and Rachel…my loyal minions, looking pale as ghosts. "Cassandra!" Mia’s voice was shrill as she rushed to my side. “You won’t believe what happened.”
I arched an eyebrow, trying to ignore the throbbing pain in my side. “What?” I snapped. I wasn’t in t
