Take Me Away novel Chapter 98

It was Spencer and Celine in the photo! They looked very young. Celine was smiling while Spencer was nervous.

'I should have seen this coming,' Fiona thought. Her heart broke into pieces.

A long time ago, when Spencer's wallet had gotten wet, he had taken out the photo immediately and treated it like a treasure. He hadn't even let her touch the wallet.

Now, it was right in front of her and she couldn't help but look.

The atmosphere became cold and heavy. Spencer swiftly bent over and picked up the photo and placed it back into his pocket. He had tried his best to avoid this very incident, but it had happened anyway. Fiona had seen something she wasn't supposed to. 'Damn it,' he thought to himself.

"I had no idea that you still kept the photo!" Celine said happily. "How time flies! There are some feelings that can't be changed, though. That's the best thing about us!"

"Stop it!" Spencer gulped.

"Why should I stop? Is it because Fiona is here? Does it make you feel awkward?" Celine gave him a sleek smile. "Never mind! She knows about our relationship!"

"I told you to stop this!" Spencer shouted.

When he yelled, Celine's face became gloomy and tears welled up in her eyes. Fiona was perplexed about the whole situation. She took a look at Spencer and saw him struggling with the dilemma.

"Spencer, we're all here today. Let's come clean about everything," Celine said after a little while, her lips quivering. "I don't want to assume how you feel, so tell me... do you still love me? Is there a future for us?"

It was clear that Celine had no qualms about speaking her mind. She didn't care that Fiona was right next to her. However, Fiona didn't want to involve herself in that conversation.

"Whatever is going on between the two of you doesn't concern me," she sneered. Then, she frowned and got up to leave.

"Don't go!" Spencer grabbed her hand in one swift move. Fiona tried to relieve herself from his grasp but failed. "It's good that we're finally talking about this. We need to sort this out," he added.

Celine was anxious. Her face looked grim as if she were facing the executioner. She regretted her decision to bring this matter up. She saw that Spencer couldn't take his eyes off Fiona and that he was tightly holding onto her hand. She had a feeling that he was in love with Fiona.

"Don't say it," Celine said in a meek voice as she let out a wry, self-mocking laugh. "I... I don't want to hear it. Spencer, I'm tired, so I'm going to sleep. If you have something to say, we can talk about it later."

"There's no time like the present." Spencer seemed to have made up his mind. "Since you wanted to know, let's make things clear."

"I don't want to know. I'm not interested anymore!" Celine screamed, shaking her head and stepping back.

"Celine, you are my sister. We don't have a future," Spencer said coldly and frowned. "We didn't have a chance six years ago. We don't have one now. Your return here shocked me and I remembered everything between us that happened in the past. But time flies. Those days are long gone now."

Fiona's eyes grew wide with shock.

"I thought I tried to avoid you because I'm married and I don't want to disappoint Grandpa. But now I know I just don't love you anymore. I only think of you as my sister. I have no feelings for you. I'm married to Fiona and I want to live a long and happy life with her," Spencer said firmly.

Fiona's heart raced as she heard these words.

Spencer dragged her and left the apartment while she was still in shock. It left Celine feeling depressed. She couldn't take this anymore.

'Damn it! I'm screwed,'

Celine thought to herself as she collapsed to the floor and felt a sharp pain in her heart.

Spencer grabbed Fiona's arm and raced downstairs.

"Hey! Slow down!" It was difficult for her to keep up with Spencer. She looked down at the stairs under her feet and was petrified.

"Okay." As soon as he finished talking, he stopped and turned around, looking at Fiona.

Fiona was standing two steps above him and their eyes met at the same level.

"Hey... why were you racing down?" Fiona gasped for a breath of air and automatically forgot about what Spencer had just expressed.

"I ran very fast." Spencer saw that she couldn't bear to look at his eyes as she spoke. He pushed her to the wall, got close to her ear, and said in a soft voice, "Why won't you look at me, Fiona?"

Fiona was pressed to the wall as Spencer held her shoulders. She made it a point to not look at him. "Let me go, Spencer! Someone might come!"

"No one is going to come. We haven't finished talking yet," Spencer said without knowing that his eyes had the most loving expression he had ever shown to her.

"Let's talk later." Fiona bit her lower lip.

"No! Let's talk now!" Spencer inched closer to her. "Were you even listening to what I just said?"

"Yes." Fiona's voice was feeble and soft, and almost inaudible.

"Do you understand what I meant by that?"