Chapter forty seven
“This is so f*****g heavy! I told you not to pack so many things, I literally live down the street!” I complained as I dragged my suitcase up to Celine’s. It was a short journey, but the luggage and the steep slope just made it hard to even complete the minor task of moving some of my things across a few houses.
“Quit complaining! You don’t live down the street anymore, not for now. I don’t want you to keep going back there. If there is anything that is needed, I will go and get it.” Celine was really taking this to the next level.
“We haven’t even gotten confirmation from your father that I can start living here”
I reminded her and she paused before setting down the extra bags she was carrying on the side.
“He is going to say yes. Just you wait!” She looked so
