Celeste José:
I couldn't keep myself in check. How could I, given such a hurtful insult? I was sniffing and continuously washing my face, even drenching the loose grey sweater I had on. My eyes were red and nearly swollen shut. Looking at my reflection in the mirror was tough with my eyes in that state.
The grey shorts I had on were my own design, the first I ever created when I entered this industry. I just don't know why I chose to wear this outfit, but I felt a yearning to turn back time, to avoid every mistake I made because of my foolish heart and my wolf's desires.
"Why!" I yelled, and as tears streamed down my face, Mallory rushed into the bathroom to embrace me.
"Hey! I'm here now. What happened?" She hugged me so tightly that I cried as if there were no tomorrow. I was so obli
