CASSANDRA’S POV:
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"You should know! You should remember this face!"
"Stop acting like a fool! Don’t tell me you don’t remember your own lover?"
"What happened to you...? Something’s different."
"I don’t think you should marry that Lieutenant."
Those words... I cannot erase them from my mind, as if they were imprinted on me. I know I should have forgotten them by now, but… there is something about that woman.
“Hey, Cassandra… are you with me? What happened? What did the Queen tell you? She mentioned you were attacked by a werewolf in your sleep.”
The voices that had been echoing in my mind suddenly faded as I felt Cyprus’s hands on my shoulders, his grip steady, grounding me back to the present. His voice cut through the haze, but my thoughts remained tangled.
That woman… o
