Celestia's POV:
I was so much dazed that no words came out of my mouth even when I tried hard to say something; I just kept on staring at his alluring green eyes without blinking.
He gave me a dimpled smile before he leaned down and pressed his lips with mine. At that moment, I didn't feel any hatred for him. All I felt was jitters and ecstasy as his lips continued to trace mine.
He grabbed my waist and made me collide over his body. I gasped a little and clung on to his body—while he pulled me in for a deeper kiss. My hands caressed his silvery-white wings when his lips were parting mine.
After a while, he sucked my lower lip and gently bit me there. I winced and opened my eyes. He still hasn't changed; this is how he used to kiss me before.
Through my peripheral vision, I noticed Ivory staring at us in utter bitterness and disgust. She hasn't changed too; she is still jealous of me.