Page 66 of King of Sin
Tears gathered in the corners of her eyes.
Every time she imagined Alexa arriving at an empty, dark cemetery in the middle of the night expecting to see Cassian waiting for her, another wave of laughter hit her.
She rolled onto her side, kicking her legs against the mattress as she laughed harder.
Across from her, Cassian simply stared.
The towel in his hand had long stopped moving.
His brows were furrowed deeply as he watched her nearly die from laughter.
Confusion. Concern. Suspicion.
All three emotions were written across his face.
After a long moment, he finally stepped closer to the bed.
"I thought you loved your cousin more than anyone."
Juliet wiped tears from the corner of her eyes while trying—and failing—to stop laughing.
Cassian stared at her.
"What exactly happened between the two of you?"
Then, after another pause, he glanced toward the phone before looking back at her.
A complicated expression crossed his face.
His eyes narrowed slightly.
"Are you actually planning to leave her at the cemetery?"
Juliet straightened against the headboard, a smug smile firmly planted on her face. Even after her laughter faded, the satisfaction remained, lingering in the sparkle of her eyes and the slight upward curve of her lips. She casually swept her hair over one shoulder before lifting her chin proudly, looking entirely pleased with herself.
"What?" she asked innocently, spreading her hands as though she couldn't understand why he was staring at her like that. "I didn't do anything. You did that."
Her smile widened another fraction.
"I'm still the best cousin in the entire world."
Cassian remained silent, his brows furrowing as he stared at her. Ever since the phone call ended, a look of confusion had settled over his face and refused to leave. It was obvious he was still trying to understand how the woman who had once defended Alexa at every opportunity was now sending her to a cemetery in the middle of the night without the slightest hint of guilt.
Juliet clicked her tongue and shifted slightly on the bed, tucking one leg beneath herself. The amusement gradually faded from her expression as she met his gaze.
"I saw what she did at the club tonight."
Her voice grew quieter.
For a moment, she lowered her eyes to her hands resting on top of the blanket. Her fingers absentmindedly smoothed the fabric as a bitter smile touched her lips.
"I heard the way she was talking about me in front of everyone. You know..." She let out a soft laugh and shook her head. "I always thought that whenever she said bad things about me, she was also saying good things about me when I wasn't around."
The laugh that escaped her held no amusement.
"I kept telling myself I was overthinking. Every time someone hinted that Alexa didn't actually care about me, I convinced myself it was a misunderstanding. I thought people were trying to drive a wedge between us, and I refused to believe them because..." Her voice faltered slightly before she continued. "Because I trusted her."
Juliet lowered her gaze for a moment before slowly shaking her head.
