SELENA'S POV
"He mentioned he wants to sleep with me. Michel, I'm sorry, but I can't make it. Please, Michel, help me out," I pleaded, as the idea of Mario getting his way over me hit me hard.
"Don't worry, Selena. I'll have to let the authorities know about him. He can't mess with you," Michel reassured me, giving me a pat on the back.
"I hope he didn't touch you," Michel asked, and I shook my head, silently saying "no."
"Alright, please don't leave without letting me know again," Michel said.
"I won't," I replied with conviction and got up from the chair. "I need some rest," I said. "Okay, you can go," Michel said, and I walked to my bedroom.
"Tell you, my foot! How am I supposed to keep you updated if Mario and I are so alike?" I thought as I walked into my room.
