"Isn't that–" she was about to mention when Lucas turned her around, giving her a peck on the head.
"Isn't what?" Lucas asked, not noticing the figure behind the pole.
"Nothing," Celine said, forcing a smile. She couldn't let Lucas see Mia. Not now.
After a few more minutes of walking, Celine excused herself. "I need to find a restroom I can use," she said.
"Sure," Lucas replied. "I'll wait here."
Celine made her way toward where she saw Mia. She found her leaning against the pole, arms crossed, looking smug.
"Mia? What are you doing here?" Celine demanded.
Mia smirked. "I can be where I want to be, Celine. Why the f**k are you questioning me?" Mia responded anger clearly on her face."
"Why are you so obsessed with us?" Celine asked, exasperated.
"Obsessed?" Mia laughed. "Please.
