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He was here a moment ago, kissing me.

I let out a strangled breath as I inch up, elevating myself with the help of my elbows.

"Now tell me, why were you crying?" He sat on the chair with his one leg draped over the other and his arms crossed over his chest.

I sit, lowering my skirt to cover however my hand abruptly halt when he growled under his breath, daring me no. My gaze moved towards him and to my surprise I found him starring at me.

I shrug and disobeyed him, hiding away the red from his stare, getting a grunt. "That was just not nothing, Celestina. No one cries like that."

"Were you watching me?" I questioned instead.

He quirks his brow in return.

I heave a deep sigh and lean back on my hands, tilting my head up towards the ceiling. "You can go back to your 'i'm ignoring you' expression, it was much better."

He scoffs. "Trust me, it was. Scar was begging me to come back to my original self and for some reason it cuts the tension you were giving me."

I roll my eyes at the mentio