CELESTINE's P O V

When I got back to the Maxwell villa, it was already well past twelve in the midnight hour, and the only people who were still up were the servants.

As I headed my way up to our room, they greeted me with a bow, and I smiled and nodded, acknowledging their greetings.

I opened the door to the room, and I observed that there was just a single lamp glowing softly, and Arnold had already fallen asleep; yet, the warm light made Arnold's face look extraordinarily appealing. He had the appearance of a handsome statue, and his appeal had a way of irresistibly drawing people in....