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Soon, Juleka's Halloween party was over, and everyone began going home. Celine departed from Marc and Nathaniel, giving them both a secret kiss before she left with Adrien in the Agreste car.

Celine glanced at Adrien, who was sitting across from her, looking out the window angrily for some reason. Didn't he have fun at the party?

"Are you okay, Adrien? You seem upset." Celine spoke, attempting to figure out what was wrong with her brother.

"Just shut up!" Adrien unexpectedly shouts at her, making her flinch. "God, just..." He squeezes his knees. "Shut up for once. Everything in my life has just been going going sh*t ever since you showed up. First, you move into my house, THEN, you make my father favor you,"

"Adrien, that's not true," Celine protested.

"And NOW, Marinette's in love with Juleka's stupid brother instead of me! And it's all YOUR fault!" Adrien points at accusing finger at his half-sister. "If you hadn't came into the picture, I would've had a chance with Marinette!"

(Sukura41: How does any of that make sense? 🤨)

"Adrien, please, you're angry right now, calm down," Celine tells him.

"Don't talk to me! You're bad luck, Celine. Bad. Luck." Adrien hissed at her, then turned away to glare out the window.

Celine stayed quiet, staring at her lap, then looking out her own window with tears in her eyes.

The Agreste bodyguard, who was driving, couldn't help but feel bad for Celine. Practically everyday Adrien would emotionally torment his the poor girl. But he couldn't do anything about it since he feared what Adrien would do if he did speak up and defend Celine.

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Celine entered her dark bedroom and locked her door after doing so. She didn't trust Adrien to not come in and do something bad to her like cutting her hair or drawing something silly on her face with permanent marker, so she chose to lock her door.

She changed into her pajamas and brushed her hair in her vanity mirror, humming to herself. Her phone sounded several times just then, and she put down her hairbrush, grabbing the device and viewing the notifications.

Nate ✏🎨

Goodnight, my Seashell 💞

See you at school tomorrow 🥰

I love you 😘

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