Celia's POV
Jake's mansion is huge. Like f*****g huge. Making the house I used to live in look like an ordinary townhome. I raise an eyebrow as we drive up the driveway. Both Lia and Lou are 'oohing' and 'awing' and the sight. It strikes a chord in me, making me feel bad about my decision three years ago to turn Jake down when he proposed to me. I could give them the life they deserved, and I selfishly wanted to keep them in our little apartment with our second hand things and work in the Diner, because I wanted to be independent. Am I a bad person? I feel evil for depriving them of the luxuries Jake can offer them. Offer me. I wonder if I could live that life again. Never having to worry about money, being fake nice to vipers and assholes to keep the good relations going. Lia must h
