~CELINE POV~

The morning started with a quietness I couldn't explain, soft sunlight flowed in through the tall window, casting long golden streaks across the marble floor.

Last night memories still played in my mind, i had forced myself to forget about it, not to overthink it.

I work quietly beside the other maid in the dining room, fading napkins and wiping down crystal glassware.

It was peaceful and I wanted it to remain that way but damn it, it didn't.

Not with the way Ana kept ...