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Celeste was standing in front of the mirror of the dressing table. She had been standing just like that for almost ten minutes now.“ Cel. Hurry up. They all must be waiting for us. ” Tobias shouted from outside and Celeste felt heart starting to beat faster once again.Daniel had called them for dinner along with Dylan and Cole as he wanted to finally introduce Caterina as his girlfriend. Celeste was actually so happy that he got the girl he loved but what made her so anxious was the fact that Dylan was going to be there too. She didn't know how she was even supposed to face him after everything that happened between them.Sighing for the nth time, she shooked her head and deAUTHOR'S POV' It's because I love you. I always have. ' His words from that day were echoing in Celeste's mind even after a week.Confessing his love and conveying his sincerity from his eyes, he detached himself from her and left Daniel's house as Celeste found herself rooted on the same place until Daniel came to get her so she could go home with Tobias.Her feets didn't feel like her own and her heart was drowning even more. When she knew he didn't love, she was still a little at peace because she was the only one hurting but he loved her too. How was she supposed to make him suffer along with her? Sighing for nth time, she pushed all thoughts at the back of her head and checked her cell phone. It was her birthda
AUTHOR'S POVCeleste stood in front of the cafe comtemplating if she should really go inside or not. She was holding a gift box along with her portfolio as she planned on directly going to the gallery after meeting him.Mustering up all the courage left in her body, she went inside the cafe and noticed him on the table beside the window. Sighing, she approached him and he turned his head to look at her.His palms started to sweat as she slowed down beside him. Her heart was beating faster than ever as his words echoed in her ears again.“ Hey! ” He greeted her with a blank face as Celeste gulped down her saliva.“ Hi! ” Celeste placed down the things
AUTHOR'S POVTime passed by so quickly and with each passing day, Celeste found the void in her heart becoming bigger and darker. She missed him everyday even if she didn't wanted to. During this time, she had realized how much he really meant to her. He was not a habit or a drug like Tobias, he was a part of her heart. A part that was missing.She was falling in an abyss and her relationship with Tobias became weird. They didn't used to talk to each other that much now. It felt like there was a huge wall separating them. With each day, they kept falling apart but they were still holding onto each other.The only thing that happened good in her life was that Tyler accepted her paintings and he even asked her to display them in the next exhibition which was just
AUTHOR'S POVTyler said that he was just there and he had just left so it meant he was still on his way out. Celeste couldn't remember running so fast in her life before.She didn't care about anything anymore. She didn't care if people would call her a cheating bitch. She didn't care if she hurted Tobias unconsciously. She didn't wanted to live in a guilt trap anymore. She didn't wanted to wake up and feel like dying everyday. She had realized long ago that she had never loved Tobias. She just feared breaking his heart. Maybe, Tobias never loved her either.Just like everyone else, she had a right to be happy and Dylan was the one who made her happy. Even if it took extreme selfishness, she was still going to do it.
AUTHOR'S POVCeleste and Dylan pulled away from each other when Celeste suddenly realized what she had done. Wiping her tears away, she gulped down and deemed it necessary to run away before she died out of embarassment.She turned around and sprinted away as Dylan stood there dumbfounded. When he realized that she was embarassed, he shooked his head.“ Are not you coming? ” Celeste stopped and asked in a pouty voice before running away again.Shaking his head, Dylan started walking behind her. He didn't plan on leaving her now. He didn't know what the future held. The only thing he knew was that he loved her and she loved him too.As Celeste stepped bac
AUTHOR'S POVWith acceptance came relief and heartbreak at the same time. She had accepted that she loved Dylan and she wanted to be with him. She had told Dylan about it after the end of exhibition. Surprisingly, the Exhibitiom went better than anyone could have even anticipated. All her paintings were sold instantly and press also held an interview for her but she refused that. The first thing that Dylan said was about Tobias. He said that Tobias was going to be hurt. He was hesitant. But Celeste had convinced him that she wanted to leave Tobias even if she didn't end up with Dylan. She wanted to leave him because she had finally accepted that they had no future together. Celeste had decided that she w
AUTHOR'S POVHate. That's only what she felt right now. Not for Dylan but for herself. She hated that she fell in love with the one who killed her sister. And she hated herself even more when she found herself unable to hate him.Rushing away from Tobias, she got a taxi so she could go to Daniel's house. Dylan had told her that he was going there so he could tell Cole and Daniel about them. After that, he was going to talk to Tobias but there was no need for that anymore.As she stood in front of Daniel's house, her heart stopped for a moment. He ruined everything. He killed her. That was the only thing going on in her head as she clutched harder onto the file.The butler opened the door a
AUTHOR'S POVTobias pulled his arm away, making Dylan turn to him frowning. “ Why would I? ” He sneered at Dylan as Cole and Daniel exchanged worried glances. Sudden Realization dawned upon Dylan staring at Tobias. Someone had to tell Celeste for her to know about it. He gulped wondering if what he was thinking was really true or not.“ So it was you? You lied to her...” Dylan trailed off still staring at Tobias who smirked.Sudden anger took over Dylan when his smirk and silence made him sure about what he had done. It was really him. “ How could y