~CELINE~

The phone rang at seven in the morning.

I had barely slept, checking on Caesar every hour to make sure he was still there, still safe. The relief of having him back hadn't faded the fear that lived in my chest now.

"Miss Brown?" Mrs. Reid's voice was crisp through the phone. "I would like Caesar to join me for breakfast this morning."

My stomach dropped. "Mrs. Reid, I..."

"Eight o'clock. In the main dining room. You'll serve us, of course."

The line went dead.

I stared at the ...