Chapter 58: My confession 2

Cassandra dressed up quite elegantly, paying attention to every single detail of her clothing. From how she styled her hair, so that only a few strands poured on her cheeks, to the red lipstick on her lips. Or was it the royal blue fitting gown she wore, with leathered boot heels? Everything about her dressing was awesome, and she looked just perfect enough to win the heart of Carl, if only he was interested in her. Lately, she was quite aware of Carl's closeness with Luciana, but it did not seem like they had put a tag on it, so Cassandra decided to try her luck anyway. Even if nothing good comes out of it, at least, she wanted to know what exactly was wrong with her that Carl did not even bother to give her a listening ear, and bluntly refused the affection she felt for him. "All good," Cassandra voiced out as soon as she was done dabbing her face with a napkin, to even the powder on her face. Then, she picked up her bag and heaved a deep sigh of relief as she made her way out of t