SEBASTIAN's P O V

I was sitting at the edge of the pool, my head lowered as I stared at my hand that was injured from cooking dishes for Celine, when I heard the door open to the pool area. When I looked up, I was slightly surprised to see her here. It was the very first time that she had been here while I was having my night routine of swimming.

‘‘Hey, what are you doing here?’’ I asked with a smile, and leapt to my feet in a hurry to approach her.

She walked ...