~CELIE’S POV~
Having been held together like the charms on a bracelet, the old memories of my first marriage fall apart with every step I take towards the altar, where my groom awaits me.
The mistreatment, the loathing and the trickeries stay buried in the past that I shall never dig. Realizing that when I will advance through the years, these remnants of discomfort will no longer plague me or at least I shall try not to let them, I feel extremely liberated.
With Derek escorting me to Alpha Egon, I can feel the weight of the absence of my father to a great extent. Whenever I think of Delta Caesar Phelps, his last moments come to my mind. The memory of it is so vivid that it almost feels like I am staring at an old picture whenever I recollect the events of that unfortunate day. Rememb
