The Unraveling of Leah Garcia
He stared at me apologetically, and got up to address his guests.
A moment later, she occupied Declan's vacant seat and stretched out a hand towards me. "Hi, I'm Cassandra Jones." She said it and paused for a bit, probably waiting for me to recognize the last name. I smirked internally, happy that the name didn't ring any bells. Leah one, Cassandra zero.
I eyed the hand, but took it anyway, wanting to scope out the enemy. "I'm Leah Garcia."
"Oh, so you're the writer," she said, like it was a bad thing. She might've as well said, 'oh so you're the low-life'.