Honestly, this isn’t exactly the story I imagined for Celeste and Mara, and I can’t help but feel a little disappointed in myself. I think I rushed it. From the very beginning, I wanted it to be a slowburn, full of chaotic flirtation and sparks between them. But as I wrote the later chapters, I found myself slipping into Celeste’s shoes. Calm, controlled, measured. And the chaos I envisioned faded. If I could rewrite it at my own pace and my lazy ass would give me another chance, I absolutely would.
Still, for now, I’m grateful that some readers got a glimpse of them, even if only for a brief and fleeting moment.
Also, I’m a busy person and it’s my first time trying to write something. I’m not even sure if I am doing it right and if I don’t finish what I started quickly, I won’t reach the end. Never. I guess I didn’t want it to happen.
I only made this simply because I had fun imagining them in my head. And I’d rather people know them than know nothing at all.
