Lisa’s POV
I used to think that my past would stay in the past if I just ignored it long enough. Buried it deep under new experiences, new clothes, new people.
But it has a way of resurfacing, especially when you least expect it — when you're smiling, when you're thriving, when you're finally starting to feel like maybe you deserve the life you're building. And then boom. A familiar name, a smug face, or worse.
The universe has a cruel sense of timing. Because just when I was getting comfortable, just when the discomfort of my old life started to loosen its grip, it found a way to tighten again.
Selena wasn’t just a bad memory. She was an open wound that had festered long enough. And somehow, in some twisted full-circle moment, we were going to work together. As if the universe wanted
