Chapter 118Celeste: The city lights blurred past the window like tiny rivers of gold. I leaned my head against the glass, feeling the soft hum of the car beneath me. The night had cooled, faint droplets of rain traced lazy trails down the window, and each one seemed to mirror the rhythm of my heartbeat, too steady, too aware.Esme sat in the backseat beside me, her head resting against the seat, humming some song I couldn’t place. Christian was driving, one hand on the wheel, the other resting casually near the gear shift. His face, half-shadowed by the city’s neon reflection, looked calmer than I’d seen it in days.Dinner had been easy, laughter, teasing, a momentary reprieve from everything that had broken us apart. It almost felt normal. But now, in the car’s dim silence, the air between us was fragile again. I could feel the weight of words unsaid pressing against my chest.“Did you enjoy the night?” Christian asked suddenly, his voice quiet, almost hesitant.I blinked, pulling
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