Celine opened the mansion door slowly, the clock read a little over eleven o'clock. Her high heels made a soft tapping sound on the marble floor, filling the silence of the dark house. The lights in the living room were still on, and there, Nico was seen sleeping on the sofa in an uncomfortable position. His head drooped to the side, his hand still holding the cell phone with the screen off.  

Celine paused for a moment, observing Nico's face that looked peaceful in his sleep. That face had not changed much since the last time she fell in love with him. But now, that love felt tightly wrapped by...