Chapter Twelve

Cassidy POV

I wake up to an empty bed. My head thumping. I look around the room and notice Jordan isn’t here. Where is he? I think to myself. I get out of bed and head to the bathroom in search of panadol. Opening the cupboards and drawers of the vanity to no success. I look at myself in the mirror. I look like a blotchy mess. I turn the cold water on, cupping my hands beneath the stream. I bend down and splash my face with the water before rubbing my hands over my face. I look back up in the mirror, my face dripping with water and I sigh.

I turn the water off and head back into the bedroom. My headache growing in intensity. I decide to head downstairs to see if there’s any panadol in the kitchen. As I walk into the kitchen I notice Jordan sitting on the back steps with Vanessa. What is she doing here? I grab a glass from the cupboard and fill it up in the sink before turning to get some panadol from the basket on top of th