CELINE's P O V

As I sat next to Sebastian inside his car, I brushed away my tears and sniffled, trying to compose myself. He had rolled the partition up so that we could converse freely without having to be concerned about Jason and his security, who were sitting in the front of the car. We'd decided that being here was safer, in case there were reporters around, or Brylee’s accomplice.

‘‘So, you’ve heard it from Louis…’’ I whispered, and Sebastian nodded.

He ...