Synthia’s POV
I turned towards the newcomer with a smile. There stood Celine in all her glory, wearing a flowing blue gown, and her golden hair swaying in the wind as she looked down upon Lucas like a Goddess of vengeance. I didn’t wonder if she had been keeping eyes on us or if she had any ways to know when we needed her help. What mattered was that she came, just when I needed her the most. She had promised that she would see me again, and she kept that promise. Thank you, Celine…
She met my gaze, and her stormy grey eyes softened while a loving smile formed on her lips. She gave me a nod of assurance and I nodded back. Then she turned back to Lucas and frowned at him in distaste.
“You! Always stomping over every good thing that happens to me. How the hell did you come here now?” Luc
