Sixty Three

CELINE HERRERA POV

I stepped into Belshar mansion, the Sharp pain I occasionally got in my head during the day if I over-exerted myself, making my head throb.

Xavier's face flashed in my head and I grimaced. I didn't want to think of him. He'd been like everyone else in my life. They all hurt me, lied to my face, and acted like it was nothing. But he was the worst and I hated him.

The pills in my purse called for me to take them but I stopped myself. I couldn't depend on them forever. Besides I'd only never known pain, so this was nothing.

I sensed Belshar before I saw him and I braced myself, building my wall so high even I couldn't see in. I turned, and he stopped mid-step on the staircase, his haunting green eyes locking with mine. My gaze dropped to the floor, the feeling of being unable to breathe flooding my chest.

"You shouldn't leave the house without the guards. I know you hate them following you around but until I know that you are safe from danger, just bare with it"

"I am