RAFAEL
She shut the door in my face.
I stood at the door, not really knowing what to do next.
I raised my hands to knock but decided against it.
Whatever is happening between us is stupid and dangerous. Too dangerous. I had to stay away.
Weary, I strolled to the dining room and plopped down on the chair.
"Um, would you like anything?" Celine called to me from the doorway to the stairway leading to the kitchen.
"Umm... no," I replied, unsure.
'Has she been there since? Did she hear Elena and I? f**k. I don't need something else to worry about.'
"Okay," she meekly said and went back down into the kitchen.
Even as I sat, I felt like the floor would open up and swallow me as the guilt from last night still ate at me.
I heaved, confused. I never wanted her to have the kind of effect
