Silent Killer

"You are my signed artist, what's wrong with what I have done?"

Celeste looked deep into Joel's eyes; she didn't want to miss the slightest change in his expression. A moment later, she said in a weak voice, "Annie said that you've been biased towards me."

"You're my signed artist. If I want to be biased, what can she do about it?" As Joel spoke, he began to sound like a military general that found it hard to understand his own reasoning.

Celeste looked at Joel seriously. Without a word, she let out a slight sob and lay down on the bed, "Go do what you need to do. I'm going to get some sleep."

Joel originally wanted to say something else. But, at a time like this, he couldn't let his guard down as there was too much drama happening on the outside.

Celeste was in quite a predicament. On one hand, she was upset because of the humiliation she had suffered, but on the other, her heart was slightly moved by all that Joel had done for her.