SELENA'S POV
I recalled placing my phone here before going to bed last night. Why can't I find it now? Just when I thought I would call Aiden. Ugh! In frustration, I hit the wardrobe door.
"Who took my phone?" I muttered.
Suddenly, Michel's voice boomed through the air as he entered my bedroom. "Selena, are you okay?" he asked.
"It's obvious I'm not," I snapped back. His presence only added to my anger.
"What's got you so upset? Did you finally realize Aiden isn't the right one for you?" His words slipped out as I clenched my teeth, suppressing the anger inside me.
"I'm looking for my phone. Have you seen it anywhere?" I asked, ignoring his rude remarks. "Yeah, this is it," Michel said, reaching into his pocket and showing me my phone.
"Thank you. I thought I misplac
