Lisa’s POV
I stood there, watching Selena walk away like she’d just dropped the mic on a show I didn’t even know I was in. My fingers twitched at my sides. I wasn’t sure if I was holding myself back or just trying to keep from unraveling.
Because God, I wanted to stop her. Just for one second. Ask her who the hell she thought she was. Maybe slap the smug little smile off her face while I was at it. But no, she wanted a reaction. That was the whole point of her little performance. She wanted me to lose it. Explode. Fall apart.
So I didn’t.
I stood there.
Still.
Because that’s what you do when you’re trying not to hand over your power to someone who’s already stolen more than you thought they ever could.
I let it slide. Or at least I told myself I did.
But I knew, deep down, that wha
