Amethyst ‘Elise’ POV
I left the hallway and made my way to my room to retrieve my phone.
Fortunately, Adrien didn’t follow me out of the room.
Once inside my room, I dialed Celine’s number, hoping she would answer quickly.
After a few rings, she finally picked up.
“Celine,” I said, my voice tinged with urgency.
“Yes, babe?” she responded, instantly concerned.
“Where are you? Can we talk?” I immediately asked, my heart racing.
“Of course,” she replied. “What do you want to talk about?”
“Devon is here right now, passed out drunk,” I informed her, my voice barely holding steady. “But I have something else to ask about. Can you come over?”
“Devon’s there? Thank goodness. Okay, I’ll be there as soon as I can,” Celine assured me.
“Okay, I’ll wait for you,” I said, relief wash
