Gideon watched her with suspicion as Celestine pulled up her food delivery history.
“Oh…” Gideon’s lips curled into a knowing smile. “So that’s how it is, Miss Selwyn.”
Celestine’s cheeks flushed pink. “It’s not like I had a choice.”
A little trick, just to get by.
Gideon leaned back in his seat, taking his time as he eyed the tips of her ears, now bright red. “And that soup you brought me last time—was that also because you didn’t have a choice?”
“No!” Celestine replied so quickly it was almost a shout. “I made that myself.”
Willingly… She couldn’t bring herself to say the word out loud.
Gideon gave a low chuckle and let the matter drop.
Some things never change.
She still blushed when she was nervous, just like when they were kids.
Maybe it was better that she didn’t remember those days.
If she couldn’t remember, she wouldn’t be haunted by those old, painful memories, wouldn’t be kept awake by nightmares.
When they arrived at her apartment building, the two rode the elevator up together.
As soon as Celestine stepped out, her heart dropped—her front door was wide open.
The lock lay in pieces on the doormat, brazenly broken.
Panic shot through her.
Had someone broken in?
She glanced back at the man behind her.
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