Celeste's POV
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"What's up?" I spun around when Luther and I walked down the steps of the library.
He trailed hesitantly behind, his hands in his pockets and head lowered as he kicked a random pebble. Like whatever he was about to tell me was heavy.
That made me more anxious. "Luther?"
His head lifted, brows knitted as a soft breeze blew through the evening. "Celeste…"
"You didn't call me here so we could start saying each other's names, did you?" When I asked that, he chuckled. I rolled my eyes with a smile, walking up to him and grabbing his hands.
He stiffened.
Most of the academy, if not everyone, thought I was still exclusively dating Silas. Many labelled me a slut for dating both brothers at different points.
But at this right now? After my earlier outburst and the clips from Montecito? I no longer cared what they thought of me or my interaction with the boys.
We didn't owe them an explanation.
