Lisa's POV
Truth be told, I’d seen the signs.
Selena had a plan, or maybe even two. Maybe three.
She hadn’t made a move yet, not a real one, but I’d been watching her closely these past few days.
She’d been watching me too. Not obviously. Never in the open. But there was something about the way her eyes followed me a beat longer than normal.
The way her lips twitched at the corners whenever I spoke during planning meetings. Always smiling. Always graceful. But always… calculating.
She was waiting.
I figured she hadn’t pulled anything before because it would’ve ruined her standing. Sabotaging me before Red Loom’s public showcase would’ve painted her in a very obvious shade as the guilty part, especially if our past history came to light. But now?
Now, if she could twist the narrativ
