Celina's POV
I woke up early—nothing unusual about that. When I looked at the other side of the bed, Jefferson was not there already; to be accurate, he never came to sleep. I got up from bed and went to the bathroom. His room was really beautiful, and I liked his bathroom because it was spacious. There were toiletries that I could use, and if I didn't know that we were being forced into this marriage, I would think that Jefferson cared for me for exerting his effort by buying everything for me.
The facial wash was expensive. I usually saw it in a glass cabinet with a lock. Did he think that I used such costly things to wash my face? Well, I decided to just use it because it was mine.
After washing myself, I changed my clothes and went to the kitchen. I planned on making breakf
