Celeste's POV
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8:01 PM, Outside the Dormitory buildings.
"Uhm..." I got down the steps nervously, head swerving from Azrael, to Luther and then Atlas. "Is this some kind of intervention? Am I about to be kidnapped?"
Azrael was the first to speak. "I sent you a text, little miss. Came here to see if you'd... Show up."
The pause in his voice made me feel like he had a different reason for coming here. One he was keeping to himself.
Ah—classic Azrael Vaelmont.
"Celeste," Luther's voice echoed through the night next. "I found out about everything. Atlas told me—"
"Only," Atlas butted in quickly, "because you were already suspicious." He turned his head to me. "I think you should hear him out."
I squinted, torn between all three of them.
One was a man who did the physical equivalent of ghosting me, making himself scarce since our tense conversation last night.
The other was my cheating ex. whom I found out last night has been under a spell all along.
