CELINE's P O V

A YEAR LATER

‘‘Do you enjoy the flowers?’’ Sebastian inquired as he wrapped a blanket around my shoulders and began to cover me with it.

‘‘Please… I'm not cold!’’ I whimpered, but he responded by encircling me in his arms and planting a kiss on the crown of my head.

‘‘I'm scared that you'll feel cold…’’ he whispered to me, not letting me go even though I was struggling with his hold around me.

‘‘I'm not quite that ...