CELIA
I was struggling to put a plate on the top shelf.
Suddenly, Killian stood behind me, pressed his chest against my back, and took the plate from my hands.
He put the plate on the shelf.
I immediately turned around and our eyes met. His presence was too close.
My lips remained silent, refusing to break the awkward silence.
“Are there more plates?” He asked.
“No!” My voice answered, cold and distant.
He nodded his head and slowly stepped back, making space for my feet to walk away.
I didn't even look his way and headed towards the living room, yet my steps stumbled over the water on the floor.
“CELIA!” He rushed over to me and wrapped his arm around my waist.
My fingers clutched his black shirt tightly.
“You alright?” He asked, soft and concerned.
I shook my head in respo
