ARNOLD'S POV

‘‘Celestine… stop it!’’ Leina tried to stifle her sister's continued babbling by placing her hand over her mouth. There was fear in her eyes as she glared at Celestine and I don't know why she was feeling this way. ‘‘The alcohol’s gone straight to your head! You have to stop talking now, or you’ll embarrass yourself even more…’’

‘‘You sold your virginity for ten thousand dollars?’’ Mia repeated what Celestine had just stated in her own words. I, too, found it impossible to believe what I had just been told. Did she actually carry it out? Or is she simply inebriated and making things up as a result...