“Not all of it . . . not all of it was a lie.” “Oh?” He folded his arms. “Which part was true?” “My name. My name really is Casandra.” “And that’s all?” She nodded once. Besaun’s lips pinched. “That’s not enough.” He turned and walked away, not looking back this time.
I don't really blame her tbh. I do feel bad for Besaun tho....
