All Chapters of Cursed To Love You: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Cassian’s POVI hated mornings like this.The kind that crept in too slow, with the world still wrapped in fog and silence, but my thoughts were louder than ever. I sat on the edge of my bed, the sheets twisted from another restless night, my phone in one hand, and guilt coiling like a rope around my chest.Drasa had texted me something sweet last night, just a simple; “Thanks for going along with my story today. It meant a lot, plus the look on Elena’s face was priceless.” but I couldn’t bring myself to respond. Not because I didn’t want to. But because every time I did, it felt like a lie.My father wanted me to continue spying on her. Like my feelings didn’t matter. His words still echoed in my mind like a curse: “She’s hiding something, Cassian. Get close, stay close. We need to know what she is.”I dragged my hands down my face, trying to chase away the nausea brewing in my gut. I had no answers, no secret revelations about Drasa, no damning proof to deliver. All I had were mom

Cassian’s POVI didn’t sleep.Not even a little.My body lay still under the covers, eyes fixed on the dark ceiling as if the answers were carved in its shadows. But there was no relief to be found. Only guilt. Only my father’s voice echoing again and again in the quiet:“You’re wasting time. I need results, not puppy love.”I had told him a version of the truth. Not the truth-truth, because that would’ve gotten me into trouble, more trouble than I could dig myself out of. I told him Drasa had opened up about me to Elena. That she believed I liked her. Which was true. But he didn’t want truths that made me feel good. He wanted the kind that cracked her open like a vault.He didn’t know that the lie had grown legs. That it had started walking into parts of my heart it had no business claiming.And now it was sprinting. Full-speed.I groaned and turned over, pressing my face into the pillow like it could smother the self-disgust radiating off me.I hated this.I hated lying to Drasa. Ha

Drasa’s POVUnfortunately time alone over the weekend did little to calm Cassian’s frayed nerves. If anything it worsened and no matter how many times I inquired about the reason why, he never gave a straight forward answer and blamed it on stress and his father. “Don’t you think Cassian is acting strangely these days?” I asked Maya as we stood in front of the mirror in the ladies’ bathroom to fix our hair.“Hm? Not really no. Why do you ask?” she replied struggling to put her hair, now auburn hair in a bun. Turns out spending the weekend with her cousins also means getting her hair dyed.It suited her though. Brought out the colour in her eyes. “He’s more jumpy than usual, the eye bags have all but doubled. I mean he looks great still but it looks like he hasn’t slept in weeks. And no matter how hard I try he doesn’t budge.” I said, sounding worried. “Look Dras, boys are annoying like that. Plus growing up in that toxic household it’s no surprise he finds it hard to talk about his

Cassian’s POVMy phone had been blowing up the entire day. Messages from Drasa, followed by calls from Kai. Even Maya sent one out threatening to behead me and spill my guts into the sea if I didn’t stop ignoring her friend and causing her to worry.‘Why are you ignoring her? Is this how you plan on protecting her?’ Dexter asked. I ended up closing the link allowing us to communicate when I got tired of listening to his pointless rants. None of them seemed to understand albeit I didn’t bother explaining so I do have some fault in this.I sighed as I switched off my phone to avoid any distractions while I spied on my father. Knowing his sharpened senses he could pick up the vibration of the phone from miles away.I creeped behind the office making sure to keep my steps light and quiet. Today Father had invited the ‘Council’ over for a meeting. That could only mean bad news for everyone. An increase in taxes on the borders so he could splurge it on some ridiculous purchase or he has

Drasa’s POVIt had become a routine, open locker, shove in books, find another damn note.I stared at the new slip of folded paper nestled atop my fencing gear like it had the audacity to exist. My fingers curled around the edge and I yanked it free, the crinkle of paper louder than it needed to be in the bustling corridor.This one was longer than the first. Scrawled in the same haphazard handwriting in a black sharpie:“You can lie to them, but you know the truth always finds a way out.”Seriously?I crumpled the paper in one hand, fury burning in my chest. “What truth?” I muttered under my breath. “What exactly do you think you know?” I tossed the note into the nearest bin with a little too much force. The kid beside it jumped and scampered away mumbling ‘weirdo’ under his breath. Good.They should all scamper away in fear.I didn’t like being toyed with, especially when I already had a thousand other things on my mind. Like how Cassian had ghosted me for two days now. No repli