Her half-hearted apology made Emma feel like she was punching cotton—stifled and frustrated.
Clara and her unfiltered mouth... sometimes Emma just didn’t know what to say to her.
“Hey Emma, is David really into Cassandra?” Clara asked again, glancing at Cassandra when Emma didn’t respond.
Before Emma could deny it, Cassandra cut in with a polite smile, “Miss Bennett, I’m really not fond of being the subject of gossip.”
Maybe she was overthinking it, but to Cassandra, Clara gave off the same vibe as Vera—fake nice with a smile but full of drama.
Clara laughed awkwardly and tried to explain, “It’s just that David never seemed to like any girl before. When Emma mentioned it, I was just curious, not trying to stir anything up.”
Cassandra gave her a sideways glance and reite
