Chapter 36

Celeste's POV

Elena gave my thigh a gentle squeeze but didn’t say anything. I was relieved when Cassian was the one to escort me to my room instead of Lorenzo.

Sitting alone, I traced the scar on my forearm where the cut had healed. I wished it was still fresh. I wished Lorenzo would hurt me again. But more than that, I hated that I needed the reminder of who he was. Lorenzo Virelli could never