Selina’s POV
I woke to sunlight streaming through unfamiliar windows.
For a moment, I just lay there, confused. This wasn’t my room. The ceiling was wrong, the walls were the wrong color, and the bed was too soft.
Then the memories of that night hit.
Marcus betrayed me; he left me there to die.
The sob came from somewhere deep in my chest, raw and broken. I pressed my hands to my face as tears spilled over, my whole body shaking.
He’d been my friend. My only friend. The one person who’d treated me like I was actually a person, who’d talked to me like I mattered.
And he’d led me straight into a trap.
“Seriously?” A voice cut through my crying, dry and sarcastic. “Stop crying. You look ugly when you cry.”
I jerked upright, my hands falling away from my face.
Alex sat in a chair by
