Celine stood in front of the bathroom mirror, staring at her still-flushed face. She covered her face with both hands, trying to calm herself down.

"What have I done?!" she whispered emotionally. She hit the wall lightly, frustrated. "How could I be that weak? Why did I let him touch me again?

" She

shook her head, trying to erase the memory of the night before. But the image of Nico and the warmth he felt were too hard to forget.

After a few minutes of silence, she took a deep breath, trying to control herself. "Focus, Celine. Don't let your feelings ruin everything," she muttered as she stared at...