Celeste's POVLawrence West.That name slipped off my lips, burning in a way that scalded my heart. I looked down and saw my fists balled tight. My eyes traveled up, and for the first few seconds, I didn't notice my legs moving backward on their own.“Celeste,” my brother called, taking steps toward me.“Stay away from me. All of you.”I ran as fast as my feet could carry me, my heart burning along with my lungs until my whole body was on fire. Thankfully, I had chosen sneakers instead of the pump heels Victor bought yesterday.Moments later, when I was sure I had gotten far enough, I skidded to a halt and placed both hands on my head to breathe. It helped a little, but his image was still before my eyes, glaring at me.Hearing the heavy thuds of shoes in the distance, I snapped my neck in that direction. Godric was racing toward me, and when he came close enough, he lifted his hands. “It's just me, Celeste. Just me. No one else. Talk to me. Please, talk to me.”I shook my head, a gush
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