Twenty-Four.

(Celina’s POV)

For some weird reason, I woke up feeling energized and hopeful for the day.

It felt like, for once in my life, nothing was weighing on me. I was beginning to wonder if all I needed all along was to get out of that town.

I stretched as I walked out of the room, which Paige and I shared.

We were becoming close; I considered her to be my best friend, but I was unsure if she felt the same way.

I could smell freshly baked bread. I stepped into the kitchen and smiled.

“I didn't know you could bake.” I startled Brody, and he dropped the tin he was holding but was able to catch it before it could hit the ground.

He looked at me and said, “I didn't mean to overreact; I forgot I had people living here now.”

I shook my head, “no worries,” and I walked up to him, “nothing has broken.”

I looked at the bread he had prepared, “You know we are like four people now, right?”

He sighed as he removed the mittens. “I realized that when you snuck up on me.”

“I could make my special omelett