CELESTINE’s P O V

After breakfast, someone called Arnold again and I wasn’t sure who was it but from the way his face turned serious, it was about business.

I huffed as I went back to the room, and I stripped off my silk night dress, and tossed it on the floor of the bathroom. Arnold’s still busy, so I have the room to myself.

I turned the water to the shower on and waited until it’s warm before slowly stepping under the hot jet. It’s the perfect pressure against my back to ease some of my tension. I really needed to get clear-headed about Arnold, and of course… Leina....