Liora.
The name tasted bitter in Selene's mouth. The woman she despised most had stepped out as champion. Worse, she had humiliated Selene's chosen professional in front of everyone. She fisted her palm in anger as she glared at Liora from the distance,why must Liora ruin everything for her. The prize was supposed to be her, Selene felt robbed and humiliated by Liora and this made her insanely bitter.
Hearing the crowd praise Liora only fueled Selene's anger even more. Clara who was seated beside her, leaned forward nervously, whispering, "Selene… are you alright?"
"Alright?" Selene's laugh was sharp, cruel. "That nobody just humiliated me. I will not stand for it."
Before Clara could respond, Selene was already striding down toward the track, heels clicking against the metal flooring
