Celestina’s POV
When I reached the café, I saw Peter was already sitting inside by the glass door. He didn’t look his usual cheery self but rather looked distressed. I entered the café and sat in front of him in the vacant seat.
“Hi!” I wished him with a smile but didn’t get anything in return. We ordered our coffee without talking to each other. “Peter you have every right to be mad at me. But at least talk to me, let me explain myself.”
“What right do I have to be mad at you?” He said with a dark chuckle. “I thought maybe one person won’t lie to me. I was completely vulnerable with you but I guess that means nothing.” His voice was sad now.
“No Peter you are very important to me but I was scared of the reaction I would get if I told you. Like the one, I am getting right now.” I
