Two days ago...
The old rusty walls of the apartment cooed with nothing but pure silence, as Celeste sat in the very middle of the empty bedroom.
The back of her favorite upholster couch was opened, revealing the secret storage unit.
Everyone thought that she loved the couch only because it was expensive when she bought it but no one actually knew that her love for the couch rested in its biggest feature, which was its ability to store something in secrecy.
All of her old documents that belonged to a life that she lived before coming in to London, were placed inside that storage space.
She didn’t want to throw all those fake passports fake because she never knew, when she might need to travel again, in case her mother found her.
But Celeste didn’t know fate’s most cruel game played h
