Sebastian POV
I find myself at a loss for words. The gift Celine possesses is extraordinary, but calling it a gift feels dishonest. To me, it’s a double-edged sword, as much a curse as it is a blessing. Imagine having the ability to glimpse the future, only to see something horrific and know you shouldn’t interfere—perhaps that you can’t interfere.
How would she reconcile that? How would it feel to carry the burden of foreknowledge, knowing that ignoring it was the only way to maintain balance? To see tragedy unfold and do nothing—it’s a heavy weight for anyone, especially someone as unprepared as Celine.
Her voice pulls me from my thoughts, soft but filled with concern. “Nischola… what is wrong with her?” Her wide, questioning eyes meet mine, and I know I owe her the truth.
“We don’t
