The morning afters are always questionable moments for those who sleep together with a ting of fear in their hearts that something wasn’t sure about the way that they have been together.
But it wasn’t the case for Celeste or Charlie.
They held one another in their arms throughout the entire night, or at least that’s what they had thought…
As the morning sun had risen bright on the palace, the small balcony that was decorated by Celeste, was resting in peace, with the food plates placed the same way that Charlie and Celeste had left them when they had begun exploring one another.
They had forgotten to blow the candle off that had burned off entirely, with the white wax melted and spread, down the brass candle stand and all over the red table cloth.
Charlie was lying on his side of the
