Kassandra's POV
I anxiously walk back and forth inside my room. After what I saw earlier, I could not stay in place thinking about what the hell is happening. I kept myself hiding behind that tree until Missy went back to the house. Their conversation was quite long so I waited until they were done.
But what keeps me curious is how the hell they knew each other.
"Why is Erika here?" I mumbled to myself for the umpteenth time.
Yes, I am sure that it was Erika, minus the extravagant and girly fashion. He looks entirely different from earlier. He looks manly, completely not how he looks from the day I met him.
I could not be wrong. Erika and that man got the same eyes and mouth shape plus the big mole on the side of his eyes!
I suddenly hiccup when the door barges open.
"Honey..."
"Clayden,"