Capítulo 88: Cold

Celeste hugged her knees and curled up in bed. Angry and frustrated tears pricked the corner of her eyes. 

She was annoyed with Alden. 

Why couldn't he let her heal his eye…? 

Most of all, though, Celeste was annoyed at herself. 

For spending so much time on a now fruitless endeavour. The past week, she had cut down on food, sleep… anything that got in the way of her goal. Of seeing her love healthy and whole again. And while it wasn't all bad - she had worked on helping Ignia exit her comatose state on the side, thanks to advice from the Ember Heir and her father - the fact that she had poured everything she had, only to be met with rejection, stung. 

The sense of frustration Celeste felt increased.

She squeezed her pillow, hoping that action could help her vent. 

It did not. 

[Are you affected by that young man again? I told you to ignore him. He will only hinder your growth.]