Later that day when they went back to the castle, Adora couldn't get the way Casian was looking at her out of her head.
'I don't trust him, but Zack said he's fine, he's a good guy, damn it,' Adora reasoned as she entered the kitchen, locked the door, removed her mask, and drank a glass of orange juice.
"His grip was firm, tight," she said, sighing as she looked at the fading redness on her wrist.
"Adora are you in here?" Nina asked as she knocked on the door.
"Are you by yourself, Nina?" she inquired.
"Yeah, I am, I just came to get a few things," she responded then Adora opened the door and the girl entered the kitchen and closed the door behind her.
"From the look on your face, I can tell something is wrong; do you want to tell this personal assistant what's bothering you?" she inquired as Adora sat on a stool and then looked at her.
"I am sorry," she said, "but I can't trust Casian." Nina smiled and sat with her as she sipped her juice.
