~CELINE~
Breakfast was weird, too weird. I was conscious of every movement, every breath, every clink.
After what happened the previous day and after Justin's warning, I felt like I was walking on eggshells in an empty dark room without knowing what lurked in the shadows.
In this case it was Ragnar.
He was the one who lurked in the shadows with an unpredictable outburst I wasn't prepared for.
Being unable to speak to him wasn't a part of my plan, I had to try and work a way around this…before I no longer have any use.
To my surprise he sat down to eat when I asked him too, eyes more focused on the marble kitchen island than his actual breakfast.
His body was stiff with unmistakable tension and his jaw was moving, chewing but still I could hear his teeth gritting. His grip on h
