Celeste
The mansion had been buzzing like a beehive all day after all it was the Curella Devil’s birthday and by Curella Devil I mean Genevieve.
Yeah! That’s the name that fits perfectly.
From my room at the far end of the houseI could hear the music, the clinking of glasses, and the loud, confident laughter of people who had never worried about money or any problem.
I had a strict plan: stay in my room and avoid getting embarrassed by Curella cause she made it clear to me that she didn’t want to see me around
Not like I cared, to hell with her party.
I’d been hiding up here for hours reading a book trying to ignore the party downstairs.
But the noise was getting a bit too loud almost like it wasn’t an elderly woman’s party.
My stomach grumble has a hiss slip from my lips. It w
