CELESTE
I opened the windows of the room, not knowing what to fix when everything here seemed to be perfect. Too perfect. I had always a bad feeling about perfection. It never quite sat right with me.
I lost count how much time I had wasted here but it would be my life from now on. My schedule. No more wandering, no more causing trouble, no more finding answers. No more freedom.
I was in a cage. It belonged to Alpha Tristan. Ridiculous.
Right now, I was supposed to find who the hell I killed that night and who the hell painted it. I needed to look for the painter and gave meanings to whatever happened there. The cane… right the cane. I needed what's special about that cane, why it had such a design.
My thoughts were crumbling. So was I.
I looked outside through the window and it overlooked the grand yard of the castle. A car had just driven in there, making the maids run to whoever was sitting inside. One of the maids opened the door and all of them bowed.
