Con Artist| 70

After my talk with Cassandra, I was feeling more relieved and I was happy we had reached some kind of common ground which was to actually be nice to each other. We sat outside on the patio as more of Jameson’s came, when I say more, I mean about three of his closest friends. 

Jameson was so attached to Azani and basically carried him all over as they played with his friends, whose names I had to really remember but I couldn’t for the life of me, it was probably this wine. 

“So how did you two meet?” I asked Cassandra and Marcus and she blushed pressing her head on his shoulder. 

“She cheated on me with him,” Theo said bluntly and took a sip of his brandy. “Not that I care, I couldn’t care less of what she did then.”