Torn

POV: CELESTE

My heels clicked against the polished marble floor in a frantic, uneven rhythm. I didn't dare look back. If I turned my head even a fraction, I was terrified I would see Declan's towering frame storming down the corridor after me. The ghost of his punishing grip still throbbed deep in my bicep, a harsh reminder of the dark, unyielding rage that had just radiated from his eyes. I need