Chapter 5
The days slipped by, and December approached quickly.
Celeste had little time left.
There were still so many things she needed to do, and she didn’t want to waste her
maining days confined to her room.
Swallowing her pride, she approached Damien, biting her lip as she spoke.
“Uncle Damien, I’ve thought things over. It was my fault. I’m sorry.”
But his expression didn’t soften.
His eyes, once so full of warmth and care, now looked at her with nothing but cold
detachment.
“You don’t owe me an apology,” he said flatly.
“You owe Isolde one.”
Her lips trembled as the metallic taste of blood filled her mouth.
She realized bitterly that all the affection he used to have for her was now reserved for
someone else.
“Fine,” she said, her voice shaking as her whole body trembled.
“I’ll apologize.”
She turned to Isolde, forcing herself to speak.
“I’m sorry, Aunt Isolde.”
The word “aunt” hung in the air like a dagger.
Damien’s expression faltered, his dark eyes narrowing slightly as if he couldn’t quite believe what he had heard.
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“Is that enough, Uncle Damien?”
Celeste asked with a bitter smile, tears threatening to spill from her eyes.
“Are you satisfied now?”
He didn’t answer. Instead, he turned away, his voice colder than ever.
“You’ll move downstairs starting today.”
Celeste stood frozen, the weight of his words sinking in.
So he believes her after all, she thought bitterly.
Uncle Damien, do you really think I’m the kind of person who would stand outside your door, eavesdropping like some deranged stalker?
Is that how you see me now?
The cold enveloped her again, threatening to overwhelm her.
She nearly collapsed, but she held herself up by leaning against the wall.
“Fine,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.
“I’ll move.”
She didn’t have many days left anyway.
That evening, Celeste drove to the cryonics lab to finalize her plans.
“I saw in the materials that you have underwater storage facilities for the cryo–chambers. Is
that true?” she asked.
“Yes,” the director replied.
“In fact, most of our chambers are stored underwater. It’s much more energy–efficient since the deep–sea temperatures are naturally low, unlike land–based facilities that require immense power to maintain subzero conditions.”
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“That’s perfect,” Celeste said with a faint smile.
“I want mine stored underwater.”
“May I ask why?”
She kept smiling, her voice steady.
“Because the stars can’t find me there.”
The stars Damien had once given her–the ones he said would watch over her forever–no longer mattered.
He didn’t care for her anymore.
If she was going to die, she didn’t want those stars following her to an existence so lonely
and unloved.
She’d set them free and disappear where they couldn’t reach her.
leste deliberately stayed out late, avoiding home as long as possible.
When she finally returned, the house was lit up.
Damien was sitting in the living room, his face dark with anger.
“What’s wrong, Uncle Damien?”
Celeste asked, feigning confusion.
She couldn’t think of anything she had done wrong that day.
Damien didn’t respond.
He simply threw a stack of papers at her feet, his voice laced with restrained fury.
“Celeste,” he said coldly, “explain this.”
Her heart sank as she looked down at the scattered pages.
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Among them was her cancer diagnosis.
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