Chapter 8

A few days later, Celeste sought me out again. She seemed a little uneasy this time. The resentment had disappeared from her gaze, and her eyes looked hollow. She told me that she only knew me and Arthur in Chesterfield, and since he was unwilling to speak to her, she had no choice but to shamelessly seek me out to talk to someone. I guessed that Celeste was here to vent her frustrations. She told me that Arthur had ignored her for the past year. She finally understood the pain that I was going through in the past—the pain of having to face long nights alone. She began loudly sobbing as she continued to speak, "I hate him. He's the one who insisted on bringing me to Chesterfield. He's the one who insisted that he would divorce you to marry me. He told me that he wanted to give me a good life. "How could he just change his mind and tell me that he doesn't love me anymore? How could he just abandon me? He's already left me behind twice, but I don't have anyone else to rely on ex