Celeste's POV
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"I'll start first."
An eternity must've passed since I said that.
Every pair of eyes on the table was pinned on me, waiting patiently for me to begin the discussion.
But no matter how much I tried, it seemed like I couldn't get any words out. I swear, they were at the tip of my tongue. Saying them out though felt—
"Uhm," Luther coughed, sticking his pinky in his nose. "Any second now would be fine."
I noticed the way Silas kicked him under the table as Atlas shot him a glare. Luther sighed, placing his arms on the table while continuing to wait.
That was it.
The path to my first topic.
"I..." I took in a deep breath, fiddling nervously with my fingers underneath the table. Silas found my hands, clasping not too tightly but firm enough to keep me grounded. Then, "... I'm not going to lie. I'm attracted to all of you. Like deeply attracted."
Silas' grip faltered for just a split second.
