Chapter 172 A Clean Break

Celeste didn't dare stop. She couldn't even bring herself to glance back. She knew that if she did if she saw Nathaniel lying there, unconscious and helpless, her resolve would shatter. She'd lose the strength to leave. Arlo had been right all along. There was too much blood between them, too many scars. If it hadn't been for some twisted twist of fate, she and Nathaniel would have never crossed paths. It was a cruel accident that brought them together—and one she couldn't forgive herself for. How could she ever expect Nathaniel to forgive her? Tears slipped down her cheeks, but she didn't bother wiping them away. She tilted her head to the sky, the vastness above making her feel impossibly small. Insignificant, like a speck of dust. This was how it was always meant to end. "Master," Arlo's soft yet considerate voice broke the silence. There's no rush. The plane leaves in five hours… we have time." He was usually the one pushing to get out of here fast, but now, he was exer