The Bitter Pill.

“Tobias.” His name was called, but the voice did not belong to Amara. They had both been staring, speechless, when Celestine walked out of the restroom behind Amara. She turned around and felt her mood deteriorate more than it already was when she saw the young model. The effect was the opposite for Celestine. She brightened up, or at least, feigned happiness at the sight of Amara. “Amara!” She smiled and moved past her, wrapping her hand around Tobias’s upper arm. “Pleasure seeing you here.” Amara frowned. That two faced bitch was always getting on her nerve. Couldn’t she just see her and look away without saying a thing, for once? “Are you here with friends?” Celestine pressed on, smiling from ear to ear. “Or,” She glanced at Tobias briefly. “Are you here with a lover?" That question had both Amara and Tobias stiffening. “Excuse me?” Amara hissed, anger evident in her tone. Celestine smiled. “I didn’t mean to anger you. I was just asking.” “Keep your questions to yourself, hearing yo