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There was one master bedroom and three bedrooms. As usual, Celeste thought that the two rooms next door were the bedroom or the guest room, but instead, it was the closet and gym.
What about downstairs?
Celeste quickly headed downstairs and saw the room which was supposed to be a bedroom was actually the study room.
Oh god.
She stood at the door and was stunned. Was he planning to sleep with her?
Tonight?
She wanted to escape. In fact, she wanted to go back to the room in her home iback n London, or flee to the school dormitory.
Just then!
Her reasoning pulled her out of her thoughts.
Celeste couldn't run away.
She didn't want to be a coward.
She loved him. For the past four years, he had been the only one in her heart.
Although she was very passive in terms of her feelings, she could no longer fit anyone else in her heart after he kissed her.
Celeste asked herself: was it because they had kissed that he was the only one in her heart?
Of course not.