Two Sides Of A Coin

CELESTE'S POV

The low hum of the engine faded into a blur of lost minutes until Lorenzo’s arms hooked beneath me again. He lifted me out of the seat, carried me inside, and lowered me onto a thick mattress. My eyelids felt heavy and raw from crying, barely parting enough to take in the room.

A massive four-poster bed framed in dark wood surrounded me, its heavy crimson drapes drawn shut to keep