CHAPTER FIFTY-SIX

“do you want me to talk to him…?” celine asked worriedly. I looked at her flatly.

“nope. i don’t need your help.”

she pursed her lips. “o-okay.”

silence invade us. damn. why does it feel so awkward?

i looked at her just to caught her looking at me too. we both looked away.

“do you---”

“are you---”

we both stopped and looked at each other again.

“you go first.” i said but she shook her head.

“no, you go first.”

“no you, it’s fine.”

“no, go ahead.”

we both kept on insisting to go each other first when someone called our names.

“Celine...?” An unfamiliar man called her that made her stunned and her face pale.

“Tatiana...?” A familiar man called me but I didn’t have the same reaction as hers.

“what are you doing here? i tho