Jace

Everything felt wrong at home. Celeste had been back for days now, but she wouldn’t even look at me.

She avoided every room I entered, every hallway I walked down. It was like I didn’t exist to her anymore. And it was killing me.

“Celeste,” I called out when I finally caught her in the hallway. “Please. I just want to talk.”

She stopped and turned around. The look on her face made my stomach drop. Disgust, hatred, and pure defiance.

“I don’t have anything to say to you,” ...