Celeste's POV

　　My heart raced in my chest as I stood inside the house which haunted my childhood. The tortured memories flooded back, a cold shiver ran through my body.

　　"Wait here," Nathaniel said as he kissed the side of my head "I'll let them know you're here," 

　　Nodding, I took my gaze around the house once more, studying the Gothic decor. The framed photos which hung around the walls, none of me. But why would there be, I hadn't remembered any on ...