After lunch, back at the dorm.
As soon as they walked in, Emma couldn’t hold back: “Hey Cass, that Vera chick hurt you before—what’s your game plan to get even?”
Just thinking about how that woman had put Cassandra in the hospital for nearly a week, and still had the nerve to play innocent—Emma had almost gone over to knock some sense into her herself.
“Oh, already handled it,” Cassandra replied with a calm smile.
Then she casually told her about what had gone down at the pool.
“If it were me, I'd have just drowned that drama queen and saved everyone the trouble,” Emma muttered, frowning. Clearly, she wasn’t thrilled with how mild Cassandra had been.
A wannabe trying to act all high and mighty—and you still let her off easily?
“I never planned to kill her,” Cassandra
