Selene's POV.
I stormed out of Dominic’s office, my chest tight, my fingers clenched around my phone as if I could crush it. My heels clicked sharply against the polished marble floors, echoing my fury with every step.
How dare he sit there, cold and calm, like none of this mattered?
Aria. That name slammed against my chest like a gavel.
If anything had happened to her, I’d never forgive myself. Or him.
I didn’t wait for a driver. I marched out into the street and flagged the nearest cab with a sharp wave. The driver barely had time to ask for a destination before I snapped, “Sunshine Nest Daycare. Now. Please hurry.”
The drive felt like hours. My mind was a storm of regret and guilt. How could I have left my daughter behind just to entertain a revenge scheme? She had just learned to
