Selene's POV
The ride home was chaotic for me, except for the soft hum of the car’s engine and the occasional buzzing of Rachel’s phone. I leaned into the plush leather seat, letting my head rest against the window as the city lights blurred past us. I could feel Rachel watching me from the side, but she said nothing at least, not at first. Her silence was always deceptive. Like the calm before she would burst out.
Just as we turned into the familiar street that led to my apartment complex, she finally broke the silence.
“So… we’re just going to act like what happened back there was pretty nothing?” Rachel asked, folding her arms with a dramatic huff.
I sighed. “Can we not do this right now? Please.”
“Oh, honey,” she said, rolling her eyes, “I’m sorry, but we have to do this right now
