SELENA'S POV
"Selena, what are you doing with those suitcases? Where are you headed?" Michel's voice jolted me back to reality.
It hit me like a ton of bricks, the realization that this was actually happening and not just a figment of my imagination.
I felt a surge of panic, as if the ground should open up and swallow me whole. This couldn't be real.
Just when I thought I had succeeded, Michel had to show up and ruin everything.
"Selena, I'm talking to you," Michel said, grabbing my hands and leading me back into the room.
"I'm leaving the country. I can't stay here anymore," I replied, not caring about Michel's opinion of me.
"And why is that? Is it because of Mario?" Michel questioned.
"Of course. I can't bear the thought of him surviving the incident and pressi
