Celestine's POV
Since we met earlier and she asked if he could come, Achilles and I went to see Sasha in the library. During that time, I'd rather go to class than sit at the same table with him. Yeah, it's bad, but I don't like his presence. It weirds me out and makes me uneasy. Maybe it's because of what happened that night when my parents were rooting for us.
"Hey, witch! You've been daydreaming again. I've been talking to you, but you're not even listening," Sasha snapped at me.
"Sorry, girl. I was thinking about how to avoid Achilles next time." I sighed, shifted my position, and sat beside her. We're currently at the outdoor cafeteria of the university since our classes for the day were over. I didn't feel like going home, so Sasha and I decided to hang out here. It's nice because
