Celeste's POV
I am doing my best not to give in. I allowed him to hug me but when five minutes ended I pushed him away.
"You don't have to pay me," I told him before walking away. I felt him holding my wrist but his hold is too weak and my wrist slipped.
I swallowed hard then gathered all my courage so I walked away.
I resist looking back. I continued walking until I am inside the hospital. I headed towards the comfort room and then locked myself in one of the cubicles.
I sat on the bowl and then covered my face using my palm.
The tears that I am holding earlier fell nonstop.
My sobs filled the room but I didn't care. Someone might hear me but that's no longer part of my concern.
I continued crying hoping that it would ease the heaviness that I am feeling. My tears are already drie
