Get it together, fool.

"Patricia Miller has a good brother. She just doesn't realize it."

Theo's mouth curved downward, the air around him growing tense. "What do you want, Cassandra?"

"What do I want? Haha. I don't know, honestly," she laughed. "I just never thought I'd see that face again... especially after I told you I never wanted to see it again."

"You—" Theo clenched his fists, his jaw tightening. His eyes glinted as he glared at her. Cassandra tilted her head to the side, watching him.

Standing by his side, Cassandra scanned his face before raising a brow. When their gazes met, the corner of her lips curled up.

"You look... nice," she remarked. "Had I known you'd grow into such a fine young man, I wouldn't have been so cruel to you."

"Haha..." Theo let out a bitter laugh. "Don't tell me you suddenly want to fuck me?"