He didn’t get an answer from her or maybe he just didn’t hear her and so he glanced at Cassandra briefly. He needed to know who was the father of that child and what was he to her.
"Baby, how about his father?" He repeated his question, in case she didn’t hear him a while ago.
“Ah, he’s with him of course,” she answered shortly, trying to avoid the question. Looking outside the window.
Cassy doesn't feel good going into details with this matter to Delta. She knew that he would not take it lightly if he knew who this friend she was talking to.
“He is with him? Who are they? Why do you even need to visit them? Why, Cassandra? Answer me. Are they that important to you?” Delta couldn’t help but throw her question after question.
He was getting impatient again. He alrea
