Celeste stayed in her room until Celia's scent became faint. She was as hungry as a beggar on the street, but she'd rather starve than eat what Celia had prepared. So she waited until her twin sister left, and now as she tiptoed down the hall, she could only wish that Zillon had left too.
But alas, he was somewhere downstairs, she knew. His scent was prominent enough to have the matebond twisting like wires in her tummy. As always, her first instincts was to go to him, but she ignore it and instead walked down the wooden stairs, lodging herself in the kitchen.
She searched the cabinets, looking for something easy to cook. What she found were instant noodles and she didn't hesitate to tug one out and place it on the marble counter.
She put some water to boil and as soon as it did, she th
