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Chapter Forty Six -Soul Crushing Anxiety

Author: A.F Stephen
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-25 20:24:42

Celeste's POV

I was in the middle of sorting through some underwear when the maid peeked in, holding a tray with a small fruit salad.

“Miss Celeste, Miss Devereux is calling for you. She’s in the garden.”

“The garden?” I asked, my voice tighter than I intended.

“Yes,”

I took a deep breath and set everything aside.

“Alright,” I murmured, brushing past the maids as they watched me with curious eyes.

The sun was dipping lower in the sky, casting long shadows across the perfectly manicured lawn. I spotted Matilda seated on a wrought-iron bench, her gaze fixed on the horizon.

“You’re here,” she said softly, turning her head just enough for me to see the faintest curve of a smile. I approached cautiously.

“Hi… Matilda.” Even after so long using her name still feels strange to me. “You sent for me?” She nodded, her hands folded neatly on her lap.

“I wanted to talk to you.” taking a sip of whatever is in her cup. Herbal tea if I had to guess. My heart stuttered.

“Talk… about what?”

“Sit
A.F Stephen

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