Chapter 51

51. UGLY

CELINE’s POV

I fell asleep again and the moment I woke up, the pain wasn’t as bad, but it still hurt to move and even breathe. Because the pain medication was still bearable, I reasoned that it must have some

impact.

I was now having trouble walking on my own; after all, my legs had suffered a significant amount of damage. My muscles were knocked around and trained. I wouldn’t be surprised if my bones were also

bruised.

heaved a sigh as I made my way towards the bathroom. I stripped the hospital gown off me and flung it on the ground before looking up, and my breath caught in my throat at the sight in front of me.

I had inadvertently stopped in front of the mirror, and I stumbled. Luckily, I was able to catch myself on the sink, but I did fall and knock myself out a few times.

My gaze was fixed on my face. I had stitches on top of my forehead and eyebrow. My right cheek was swollen, probably from the slap by my father, and I have marks from the whip on my arms. Some

wounds were even open.

He really tried to kill me. And he said, he was sorry? And that he loves

me?

I scoffed.

I couldn’t seem to stop my gaze from traveling lower, even though I didn’t want to see more. Oh my Go d!

I held a hand over my mouth, seeing whips of all sizes and

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descriptions littering my body. You could barely see any of my natural color. It was like someone threw paint at my body, mixed with different colors; red, purple, bluish and black marks.

How could he do this to his own daughter?

I was shocked for a moment as I stared at myself in the mirror. I

unclasped my bra and was about to remove it when I heard something.

“Celine?” I turned my head and saw Sebastian standing in the doorway. And that’s when I realized that I hadn’t closed the door of the bathroom. He looked between me and the mirror and sighed, and he started to make his way inside the bathroom.

Before I could stop him, I turned towards the toilet and emptied the contents of my stomach, throwing up because of the state I was in right now, because of how dad treated me this way. I will never ever forgive him!

I felt a hand hold my hair back while the other rubbed circular

motions on my back, and that gesture made me want to cry. I don’t want pity from anyone, especially from Sebastian.

After I finished flushing the toilet, I collapsed to the ground in a heap.

“Don’t touch me…” I stated, trying to brush his hands away from me.

“Celine…” he whispered and I shook my head.

“Look at me!” I broke down and sobbed into my hands. “I’m ugly and dirty! I’m disgusting and bruised!” The words that I had scribbled on the walls of my heart suddenly became tangible and began to spill out of my mouth. “I’m stup id and weak. I’m just so worthless…”

The room was silent as I leaned my head on the wall and let silent tears fall down my face befor e I shut my eyes.

My eyes flew open the moment I felt myself being lifted from the

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ground. “S-Sebastian…?” I asked with trepidation. He stepped out of the bathroom and lowered me down to the bed where he hovered over me, carefully.

“Celine… I never want to hear any of those words come out of your mouth…” he caressed the side of my face as he rested his forehead against mine. “You are without a doubt, the smartest and strongest woman I know…” he stared directly into my eyes. “You are strong and worthy. Always remember that. I know they broke you, but you have

and will survive them…”

He kissed my lips in a way that was soft and lingered for a while. After a few seconds, my body decided to kiss him back. His soft lips. pecked and then nipped at my own, making me gasp.

He pulled away and just looked at me. I couldn’t see anything but

affection and care in his usually cold cobalt blue eyes. Not even an ounce of pity. All I could see was adoration.

SEBASTIAN’s POV

I helped Celine clean herself before she went back to sleep and I stayed there watching her. She was embarrassed when she realized she was only in her underwear. I brought clothes for her to change, and food to eat. I knew she had no one. Her mother had just left her and her only friend was hit by Julio’s car and still unconscious.

Even in her condition, she still managed to look incredible. Her figure, although thin, was still curvy and alluring. My imagination would run wild and go out of control if I wasn’t very careful.

Celine’s been so physically and emotionally exhausted. I couldn’t blame her though. Dr. Barrett said it was normal, but she needed to eat more and put on some weight.

The look in her eyes as she stared at her reflection made my heart.

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tighten. She was appalled and repulsed by what she saw. I knew that she was a strong woman, but she cried and yelled at me and all I could hear was pain. Pain from being alone. Pain from being hurt by her own father. She believed every word she asserted.

I was determined to protect her now and keep her safe. I won’t fail her.

“Let’s eat dinner…” I said, the moment she opened her eyes.

“I’m not hungry, Sebastian…” she sighed tiredly and looked away from

me.

“But you didn’t eat lunch. Celine, please…” I said pleadingly.

My pleading caused Celine to exhibit a mild expression of surprise, but she nonetheless nodded.

I assisted her in sitting up and positioned her such that her back was against the headboard of the bed, before I started to feed her. “Please … I’m fine. I can do it by myself…”

But I chose to ignore what she had to say. When I brought the spoon up to her lips, she rolled her eyes but still allowed me to feed her the food as she opened her mouth.

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