Celine's POV

I sat in my room, arms crossed and legs crossed as I pondered on the next thing to do.

Bringing grandma here wasn't the only thing I needed to do.

I have tried several times to get into her mind, but somehow she knows how to keep me out of it.

I just need a little window, a little connection with the memories she's had with Arianna, and maybe that might be my ticket to getting a clue of where Arianna is.

“We've locked her up in a room, ma'am,” Vincent announced, bowing ...