CELESTE
I am awestruck by the surroundings of Spain. I only saw them in movies way back in high school. I took a deep breath and sighed.
I didn’t spend my teens like those teenagers because the West stole it from me.
“Something’s bothering you?”
I looked at Elias, whose gaze was fixed on the road while he drove his Range Rover.
“It’s none of your business,” I replied and looked on the other side, passing through the window.
My brows knitted when I heard him chuckle.
“Bitchin’ around, are we?”
“Excuse me?” I turned to face him, tilting my head slightly, confused.
I waited for him to look at me, but he didn’t; instead, he stepped on the gas and drove fast.
I composed myself and arched my brow. “Can you slow down?”
However, he seemed deaf and even maneuvered his car to the right sw
