112. Cassandra Bladell

Cassandra Salvatore

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I blinked twice to make sure I was seeing clearly. I was.

"What the fuck is she doing here?"

The full table turned to look at me.

"Who?" Jules asked, but I didn't answer, so they all followed my line of sight, ending with the woman I didn't want to see for the rest of my life.

"Mrs. Bladell." Matteo breathed out.

"Mrs. Bladell?" Jules asked in confusion, then her mouth formed an 'o' shape. "She looks just like you."

"Go figure," I said sarcastically.

"She's your— oh my Good! She's your —" Jules couldn't complete her sentence.

"Did you guys invite her?" I asked the twins who were quick to deny it. "I'm going to talk to her."

I tried to stand up but Rowan and Matteo held each of my hands, stopping me. I couldn't blame them. The last time I saw my mother, it had resulted in all of us getting into an argument.

I ripped my hands away and marched to the table where she was located, sitting in the midst of strangers because that was what she was; a stranger.

"What are