Chapter 43

Celeste was hesitant, but nevertheless, she inched closer until she stood in front of him. “Hmm—?” She answered, but her little hum got cut off when Zillon pulled her into his arms, resting his chin on top of her head. “Did you cry a lot? Do you hate me?”

“I-I…” Celeste felt tense, she didn’t know what to do and she wasn’t sure what he was doing either. A couple hours ago, he was glaring at her and now…now she was buried tightly in his arms.

She was confused, his actions kept fooling her…one minute she could swear to the heavens that he liked her and the next, she could only see hate in his dark eyes. She wasn’t even sure which one was his true feelings towards her, she was just lost; stupidly and irrevocably lost in him.

Foolishly wrapping her arms around him, she shook her head. She couldn’t hate him, she could never hate him no matter how much she tried. He was the reason why she was still alive now, those words he had told her as a kid, ten years ago had been h