'He left me!? He actually just went and left me! That bastard! No wonder Jasmine is always stressing herself half to death because of him! What a horrible little brother she has!'
If it had not been for these damned chains, Celestina would have smacked Azriel over the head herself.
She was so infuriated with him that it was almost unbelievable.
Who did he think he was, acting so nonchalant? So calm? So unbearably composed, as if he had not just dropped one revelation after another into her lap and then left her to choke on the aftermath?
Bombshell after bombshell.
Lie after lie.
So many secrets stacked on top of one another that he could no longer even hide them properly.
And worst of all, he had lied to Jasmine about the cure!
His life had been on the line, and he had still lied to her!
That was what made Celestina the angriest.
