Celestia's POV:
I have never faked my expressions before. Ever since I was a kid, I have been faithful to my heart. I say things that I have in my mind openly. But now, I am obligated to act in front of Theo!
He strode closer to me and took my waist in his sturdy arms. His green eyes were eyeing my body. "Celestia, I am glad that you are coming back to me slowly," he said.
I smiled a little while I was making eye contact with him. Looking at his eyes is important! An honest person will always look at the eyes of others and speak.
"I can't be mad at you for so long, even if I tried," I asserted.
A dimpled smile formed on his face. Even now, I wasn't able to stop admiring his elegance. This is so shameful of me! Why do I still adore him?
