CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE - BACK HOME

Cassy's POV

I woke up to familiar surroundings.

It did not take a genius to deduce that I was back in my old room in New York.

Nostalgia filled me while my eyes took in the familiar surroundings.

The pink princess-style room with its canopied bed - the French windows with the mesmerizing view outside looked the same.

They were familiar and yet strange at the same time.

But I would not deny that I missed this place.

This is the house I grew up in.

The confusion caused a crease to appear on my smooth forehead when I realized that I should not be there.