Celeste's POV

　　I had awoken the next morning in the family home, opening my eyes to the bedroom I used to sleep in as a child. It had been updated somewhat, where a single bed had been all those years ago, now had been replaced with a double. The decor had been updated, but still kept the familiar neutral tones of the previous design.

　　My Mother had personally decorated my bedroom at the time, and I figured my Father wanted to keep the design intact to honour my ...