Selena practically ran all the way back, her breath uneven, her steps messy, her thoughts even messier. The more she thought about that woman… the more she felt disgust crawling under her skin.
How can someone act so lovingly… yet have a lover outside?
How can someone be so fake? So loose?
If she already loved someone else, why pretend? Why force a relationship with her father of all people? It wasn't like her father liked her. So what was she even trying to get? What could she possibly gain?
Selena felt her stomach twist. She hated herself for ever believing even a word that woman said. She hated that she had been fooled so easily in the past.
Her legs moved faster as if she wanted to outrun the shame and disgust boiling in her chest.
She whipped around a corner and slammed hard into a solid wall of muscle.
Except it wasn't a wall.
