~CELINE'S POV~

I focus on the linen in my hands. One piece at a time, folding each sheet carefully, like it's the most important thing in the world. Like my hands aren't still shaking. 

The sun is warm, the breeze soft. It should be a peaceful moment. But my mind is somewhere else. 

Back in that study. 

Back with him.

I swallow hard, pushing the thought away. Caesar giggles, dragging my attention back. He's staring at a drawing in Cole's hands, eyes wide with delight. 

"That's ...