CELESTINE's P O V

‘‘It’s not necessary for Leina to go home with us at this time...’’ Arnold abruptly cut in as we were talking, and his hand was holding mine, squeezing it as he spoke. ‘‘Celestine is doing well as my wife...’’

Victor gave a frowning face to my husband while pausing for a time as he gazed at him. ‘‘I'm doing this for your own good, Arnold…’’ He insisted, and he seemed like he has no plan on giving up. ‘‘This is for the sake of your family. Celestine’s private life has always been a little messy and in trouble. It’s entirely my fault because I didn’t teach...