Chapter 202

“Click.” The sound of the door closing. Jareth Carrington’s tall figure stiffened, and after a pause of about five seconds, he turned toward the voice—only to realize that Celestia Brooks's expression had turned ice-cold without him noticing. Her eyes were sharp, cutting even. He’d never seen her like that before. His face froze, completely blanking as he stared at her—she radiated this sharp, pressing energy that made his heart clench in a way it never had. For the first time, panic crept in. Celestia stared at him, long and intense. When he said nothing, her lips twitched into a bitter, tight smile—quiet pain mixed with suppressed frustration and a mocking air. She was smiling, but the sadness in her expression practically hit him in the face. Staring into those unreadable eyes of hers, all trace of warmth gone, Jareth suddenly felt something shift inside. His eyes lowered for a second, and trace emotions flickered deep in his dark gaze. A faint cloud of sorrow wrapped around him, an