Cassandra’s POV
I glanced around the room frantically as I tried to figure out who could have sent such a message.
Wait! Could this be Brian’s sick joke of lording over me even when he wasn’t physically present?
Not being able to shake off the unease the anonymous message had stirred in me. I decided to check dad's phone for Brian's contact because I once recalled that Brian helped our dads pick up something, so my dad collected his number.
Luckily, doing that wasn't hard since he left his phone with me before stepping out with my mum to pick up my cake.
I compared Brian's number with that of the anonymous send and realized that it wasn’t Brian.
I felt a little relief knowing that I was indeed free from his clutches. But a new kind of fear slammed into my being all at once.
If it
