“I am Celeste”

   Episode-51 “I am Celeste”   Celeste’s POV:         He got up and his silence is intimidating… he got close and grabbed my hand, he made my moments frozen as he pushed me on the table, now I was between the table and his chest.. not to close but not to far… the distance was not letting me ease..  He said, “Miss. Millar…. I don’t care what you think of me.. or what you think of yourself…  but I am making it clear you are in no place to talk back to me… your job is to listen whatever I say.. and do as I say…” he said this calmly but anger was dripping down his words.. he will hurt me or what.. he killed people in front of me… will he kill me because I talk back?... I don’t want to die for sure…       He grabbed my chin and made me look in his dangerous eyes, he warned, “I have a gun.. and I don’t mind wasting my bullets to end a small life like yours.. don’t  test my patience… I promise your family won’t even find what happened to you..” I pushed him in fear.. I got away from just few steps, my feet’s frozen in fear,  I said trembling, “y-you… can’t… k-kill.. me because you are angry… I am human… I have feelings…”  He took a step close to me as smirked, he spoke, “ah… you are testing luck I guess….” I moved my feet’s back as I fear him.. I lost my step, I was about fall, his hands grabbed mine and pulled me close to him.. the next moment I realized, my lips are on his… my eyes went wide, he was surprised to… I saw him closing his eyes, his hand went to my cheeks and he started moving his lips…  for a moment it felt good, my first kiss…. But as I felt him deepening the kiss my inner self said to me, “he takes you for Isabella…”    I got back to my senses.. I tried to pushed him away, he was too strong, I was in tears,, I am not a substitute.. he grabbed into me tight as I tried to move… at one point I gathered my all energy and pushed him.. I said, “SIR….” He looked at me as if he was surprised.. he whispered, “Isab-“   I screamed, “CELESTE!!!!… I am Celeste…” I wiped my tears and had a glance at him, he was looking down fighting to himself… I walked out of the room as fast I can… something hurts inside…  I closed the door of the cabin and said to myself, “forget this day.. forget it… nothing happened.. he was in no sense… this was a delusion for him and it should be same for you…” but my tears never stopped, I hate being a substitute… he kissed me, he took my first kiss assuming it was someone else… this feeling of being just a substitute breaks my heart…. he is broken inside and breaking me too.. why he kissed me?