Celeste’s POV
I awoke earlier than usual the next morning, my head still pounding after having to face the paparazzi I had been away from for so long again. Plus, I hadn’t even slept properly the night before. I had a room to myself, but I jolted awake every now and then, just entirely uncomfortable.
Now it was morning, I decided to take a look around the house.
The house was massive—far too big for one person, let alone two people who could barely stand to be in the same room together. I had spent the better part of the morning wandering aimlessly, trying to familiarize myself with the place.
There were endless halls, grand rooms, and ornate furniture that probably cost more than my former apartment. Every now and then, I’d find a door that led to another room full of paintings or som
