Celestine's POV
"Damn, that's new. Do you think Uncle Carlos likes him for you?" Sasha asked while scrolling through her cell phone.
We're back in the condo after the party. We decided to go home early so we could rest. We don't have anything else to do there anyway; the important thing is that I showed up just like my parents wanted.
"I don't know, and I don't even care," I said while munching on Sasha's homemade cookies. I'm not really into sweets, but when she cooks, I won't pass it up. She's such a good cook, which I think she inherited from Ysabel.
"Oh! Someone sent you a friend request!" I looked at her as my phone, sitting beside her, suddenly made a notification sound.
"Please check who it was," I told her as I continued watching.
"Speaking, it's Achilles. He sent you a frien
