Chapter 143. The Heart

CELINE’s P O V

Sebastian pried open the door with a resounding thud and rushed in.

I stood there in a trance, my hands hanging on my sides. The back of my right palm that was covered with blood dripped onto the floor from my fingertips.

‘‘Brylee!’’ Sasha raced over to comfort Brylee, who had begun openly sobbing, and she pointed out on purpose the clear scars of strangling that were present on her neck.

‘‘Celine!’’ Sebastian dashed towards me as well, quickly grabbed my hand and frowned as he checked on it. ‘‘What happened?’’

My awareness returned, and I swiftly pulled my hand from his grip, which resulted in an intensification of the scowl that was already present on his face.

He heaved a sigh as he clasped my hand once more. ‘‘Where's the first aid kit?!’’ he yelled out at no one in particular.

‘‘I’ll go and get it!’’ The servant who had been standing by the doorway took off running in the direction of Brylee's washroom. Soon after, she came back