Chapter 15
- Raymond's suggestion sounded like the devil's whisper in Celeste's ears. The temperature in the café seemed to have plummeted a few degrees. Celeste tried her best not to shiver. But she couldn't help with the hair that stood on the end of her skin.
- Did she want to touch the wolfsbane? No, of course not. She was not suicidal.
- "Why would I want to touch it? Wolfsbane is poisonous to humans, right?"