Chapter 12 CHAPTER 12
CELIA’S POV
The polished dining table feels like a battlefield. Sunlight streams through the tall windows, glinting off silver cutlery and crystal glasses, but the air is thick with unspoken accusations. I push a piece of scrambled egg around my plate, my appetite gone. Krystal sits across from me,...
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