Chapter Fifty Two: The Mood Killer

Trevor "That woman is weird," Celine remarked the moment we got into the car. "She wasn't weird when you approached her stall?" I teased. "You only think she's weird because she mentioned we were soulmates." "Where to, Sir?" the driver asked, interrupting our conversation. "The hotel," Celine answered him. "Or is there any other place you'd love to check out?" She looked at me. "Are you up for it?" I returned. "You never run out of ideas for places to visit, do you?" "I haven't visited all parts of the world. How could I? Do you wish to head to another place?" She shook her head, instructing the driver, "Take us back to the hotel, please. I'm exhausted already from the tour we've made today." The driver started the car, and it glided away from the parking space, moving onto the road. "We didn't indulge in many adventures today." "I prefer quietude to crowded areas. Being around crowds saps me of my strength quickly," she said. I arched an eyebrow, questioning, "How are