chapter 40

Leonidas POV

"Who's Casandra, Leonidas?" Isadora inquired, her curiosity unmistakable.

I pretended not to hear her at first, but she persisted with her question, demanding an answer.

"Who's Casandra?" Isadora repeated.

I sighed, realizing that I couldn't avoid this conversation. I looked into her eyes and replied, "She's nobody special, Isadora."

Isadora wasn't convinced by my vague response, and she let me know. "How's Casandra supposed to be 'nobody special' if she stays at your castle? It doesn't make sense, don't you think?"

I felt cornered, my lies closing in on me. After a moment of brief silence, I continued with my deceptive tone, meeting her skeptical gaze. "Isadora, she's just a woman who has no significance in my life. Please, let's not dwell on this."

Clearly inconvenienced, Isadora turned to leave, her patience worn thin. "Well, if all you want to do is keep lying to yourself, then fine, that's your problem anyway. Whoever she is, and whatever she is to you, is none of my