Celeste
That night, as I walked back to Fiona’s house in the dark, my heart was filled with the butterflies from my date with Matt.
It had been magical to say the least, and yet I knew that it was something I couldn’t pursue.
I wouldn’t see him again, especially not after how close I had come to accidentally revealing my identity. I was getting too comfortable, and it was bound to end in disaster. The decision weighed heavy on me, but it was one I knew I had to make.
The path to Fiona’s house was familiar, yet in the dark it took on an eerie quality. The shadows seemed to dance, and the wind whispered through the trees. I wrapped my coat tighter around myself, my thoughts still on Matt’s eyes, his laugh, the way he had looked at me.
Suddenly, a growl in the bushes fro
