Kairro noticed that Celestine was silent, seldom taking a spoonful of food, lost in thought, and toying with her meal.
"Celestine, it appears you lack the appetite to eat. Is everything alright?" he inquired.
Without directing her gaze at him, Celestine let out a deep sigh and responded, "I'm just not used to eating with a stranger. I mean, someone we just met."
Though Celestine's voice was soft and melodic, she couldn't cloak her harsh words with its sweetness.
Internally, Celestine's mind was in a whirlwind of thoughts. One part leaned towards accepting the woman introduced as their daughter. However, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't sense or see the woman as her daughter.
Instead of excitement and longing, she felt a threat in her presence.
The first choice truly weighed heavy on her heart, and she trusted her instincts. She wasn't one to pretend to be okay with things she didn't like.