Chapter 205

Inside the room, doors and windows were all shut tight, and the heater was running. Still, Celestia Brooks couldn't stop shivering, like a fallen leaf caught in a cold autumn gust—messy, helpless. Her fingers clenched so tight around her phone that her knuckles went stark white, like she was about to crush it. That death grip was nothing compared to her pale face—colorless, drained. Her long dark hair only made her skin look ghostly, like she'd just climbed out of freezing water. Her features were delicate, beautiful even, but completely lifeless, like a porcelain doll with no soul. Her thick lashes trembled faintly with each breath, casting shaky shadows on her cheeks, only making her eyes look even dimmer, like all light had vanished from them. She stood there in a daze, frozen in place. After a long moment, a shudder ran through her and it was like her brain finally rebooted. Her lifeless eyes darted around aimlessly. She swallowed hard, trying to soothe her dry throat that felt lik