Celia‘s POV
From a distance, I can tell that his eyes are dark, filled with rage. Soren’s jaw is clenched, fists balled at his sides. Is he…jealous?
We stand in silence for an agonizing couple of seconds. It’s only when he begins to move that I am able to breathe again.
Soren’s body turns but his gaze remains on mine. He inches closer to the store doors. My body unconsciously moves in his direction. My eyes fixate on his, never leaving.
“Celia? Where are you going?” Ethan asks from behind me. He grabs my hand but I continue to walk, his grip slipping from mine. I don’t pay him any attention, though, and keep my momentum towards the front of the store where Soren stands.
I know that I should feel nothing towards this man. He is the one who rejected me, not the other way around. He is t
