Celestia Ryn Austen
After the coffee shop adventure yesterday, I was lost in thoughts, not really listening to some of his stories.
Something is wrong with me. Why am I so affected by him telling me that I’m that beautiful?
He looked too sincere with what he said, I almost wanted to puke because of his pureness. It was like his heart and mind was always speaking to me.
I groaned before rising from my bed, “I can’t let these thoughts affect me,” I mumbled before slipping into my workout clothes.
After doing my morning rituals, I stepped out of my room before sprinting out of the mansion to work out.
I could feel that someone was catching up on me until I saw my best friend. Azul Merrington, who looked a little upset.
“Celery! We didn’t get to catch up because of the A
