Chapter 23 when are you going to just disappear ?

Celeste woke up to a scene that felt all too familiar. She was still nestled in the soft, expansive bed, sunlight peeking through slightly parted curtains, casting a gentle golden glow across the room. At the bedside, a familiar figure lay sprawled. Nathaniel's profile was in full view, his usually stern features relaxed in sleep. His long eyelashes shielded his typically piercing gaze, giving him an unusually tender appearance. Unable to resist, Celeste reached out, her fingers lightly tracing the contours of his deep-set eyebrows, down his prominent nose, and pausing on his inviting lips. They were always so soft whenever he kissed her... "What's on your mind?" Nathaniel's deep voice suddenly filled the air, snapping Celeste out of her reverie. She quickly pulled her hand back, slightly embarrassed. "Oh, nothing much." "Hmm," Nathaniel murmured, his voice husky. His intense gaze met hers, and he chuckled softly when he saw her avoid his eyes. "Nothing, huh? Why are your c